I AM A CHAMELEON

I AM A CHAMELEON Organizing myself according to environment you don't wish to see me change color sweet while sour I throw my tongue to reach the highest tower step by step I walk to reach where people can talk I am the wind though I might blow strong but at a time I will be weak you feel me blowing now but soon I will die out soon you will feel the deafening pressure we will disband to distances we can't measure