Miss Take

Take me for a fool.
Make your own pool of regret.
I've no memories.
No memories to forget.

I'm a web of stripes and scars.
A weave of simple prose.
In a room of shattered jars
I'm a thorn fallen from the rose.

You'll take what you can get.
With me you won't get far.
From the moment that we met,
I knew you'd never be my shining star.

I'm that thin ray of light.
The skin you wear just to feel.
I am blindness. I am sight.
I embody the unreal.

Blood is thicker than water,
Mud is metaphorical sin.
Lambs are led to slaughter.
So where does liquor fit in?

Are we not the chosen?
A generation waiting to be born?
The world they handed down is frozen,
may we thaw it with our scorn.

I'm a rate second to all.
A fate second to none.
I'm the doctor on call.
The desert beneath the sun.

With every step a fault.
With every leap a mouthful of a dirt.
The heart I called my vault,
is no longer perched upon my shirt.

Eyes stained with gold and gray.
Lies rained down upon my ears.
I'm the night after the day.
The one that calms your fears.

I watch from afar.
Yet I strike closest to your heart.
Like the pauper you used to mar,
I'm not whole, no; just a part.

I'm the majority of the vote.
The leader of the pack.
I'm the writing on the note
that tells you all you lack.

Mistake me for a razor,
I'm a blade forged in pretend flames.
She that said I never ceased to amaze her.
I am the only one Miss Take blames.