My shades, they vary from day to day.
A chameleon of a monster.
Unpredictable, selfish. Overpowering, dominating.
My inner being takes over my mind on its own whim.

One day everything is colored red.

I'm passionate, feisty, and loving. All for you.
Another day, I'm colored blue.

Or maybe it's just afternoon now. I'm not sure.

Just leave me be, get out of my way.
Tonight is yellow.

Everything makes me snap. I cannot be pleased.

Just please, dear, quit talking.

I need silence!
Later on is violet.

That is much better.

Can't we just sit and talk?

What is wrong with just relaxing? Cuddling?

You always want something more.
Tomorrow is a gray morning.

I'm sad, oh so sad, and nothing inspires me to move.

There is no energy to talk. Even to you.

Leave me to my routine. Just leave.

That chameleon, my master. Always-changing. Never satisfied.
Master.
Handcuffs and all I'm chained to myself, unable to be freed.
I'll be a good little submissive, I promise.
It's easier to be mercurial me, than to change.
I must please master, and he just doesn't want to leave.