She's probably laughing by now at what she finally accomplished;
So self absorbed and spoiled, as always she got what she wanted.
I never had a splitting chance against her wraith;
She dug her sharp nails into my world and took it away.
Just like a predator she knew exactly when and where to strike;
And just like the prey, I'm the one left with nothing but tears.
She'll sit at home tonight gloating about her own accomplishment;
It's her competitive nature to win at everything she does.
She'll put on a good act as if she really cares;
But her and I know it was all for her own self benefit.
I never gave her reason to feel the way she did;
Yet she was ruthless until the very end.
She's good at picking out everyones imperfections;
And even better at persuading those thoughts onto others.
But if karma does exist within this world;
I'll have my chance to shine and get back what was once mine.
