Postcard 24

Paint my tale in shades of dark
In midnight licorice charcoal jet
So only the most discerning of viewers
Will distinguish the shades and details
Paint my story in shades of glamour
As camouflaged charmed chameleon chimera
So what their eyes say confound
What the brain believes to be true
Paint my name in shades of invisible
With veiled transparent inconspicuous clarity

So I may hide in plain sight
Waiting, watching, wondering
Paint my life in shades of mystery
A puzzling enigmatic obscured secret
Let me be the question left unanswered
But I will know why they asked