Walking on Eggshells

she's a chameleon,
a snake,
that sheds her skin
each day.
who should I be now,
she says with a smile,
what role shall I play?

i'll mirror you,
be what you want me to be,
tell me what you need,
sweet and kind,
gentle and sexy, okay,
well,
at least for awhile,
but later I have to return
to my evil
dark side.

in another
life, she'd be on stage,
in the movies,
a star of the silver
screen,
but for now,
she lets you
try to figure her out,
keeping you on eggshells,
changing her mind,
her heart on every little
thing,