Late night, Alcohol aids the blind. Uncomfortable in your skin, Because its dull, retracted. Doesn't fit right, Two sizes too small. Procrastination, Your strife , only yours too own. Scaling borrowed ground, You judge but your colors are not clear, A Chameleon. You have a stolen chance, A meal ticket. Immaturity was willing to gamble. You can stop writing, repetitive words, About being a victim. Stale words, Hidden but purposefully available, Fall on deaf ears. Wrong choice, But no request of forgiveness Only projected blame. Unable to create a life without another, But willing to do so. Selfishness not kindness, Rules this mistake. Abandoned?...... No In reality, A stranger. A donator . Plea's for a decision made, Because it was... Your choice . Statements of independence, yet all the while a taker. Jealousy feeds your monster And it is hungry