I am a chameleon

I am a chameleon.

I change,

I shift,

I have many colors.

You may see my angry red,

My mellow yellow,

My golden head.

I thought I had to show you

All my colors 

All the time. 

But that's exhausting

I have so many colors inside of me 

Boiling, roilling, competing for a turn.

It's just too much for you to see.

So I'll keep my colors to myself

I'll show you the ones I want,

The ones I need, to be seen 

But you don't get them all 

Some colors I'll keep to myself 

shy and reserved,

I'll put my colors on a shelf.