See these jagged sleeves

I managed to pick the wrong colors,
The sad thing is they shone so bright,
I couldn't see the area surrounding me
I couldn't taste the hateful breast,
They weren't right.

You had to learn to handle me with care,
I was a fragile vase you tossed into the air,
You had to learn to talk real smooth
So I wouldn't notice you making the wrong move.

Despite darkened minions trudging beside me,
I learnt to smile and sting like a bee,
I would lure you in and toss you out
Like a rainstorm I came and went in a drought.

I wanted to dry you up and shrivel you inside
I had to watch the clock for my time I had to bide
If I took too long I would soon resist
The charming temptation of your teeth on my wrist.

I wanted to trust your pleaful notions
But soon realized you drew me in with potions
You were a fake, a fraud I say
I couldn't take it any longer and so my wrist I did fray.