Fruits but no labor.

I've never been one to stand those who work for nothing. Those that have luck and grab opportunities so easily. You don't know defeat, you don't know hustle. To know you're now enjoying the things you haven't worked for. Well how can I not envy you. I envy the accommodation the universe makes to please you. 

I don't wish you harm but I wish some type of life to touch you. To really make you humble to those you've swept through ,those you've shared your life with. 

I guess the tone of your name still gives me a sour taste that burns my insides. 

Done.

If you still don't understand who I am , you clearly haven't paid attention and have no idea what my ultimate motive is with anyone I let in. And that's your loss not mine.