I’m looking at my enemy,
I’m staring at her ugly face,
I see her staring back at me,
with looks of deep disgrace.
I know that she hates me too,
I know she wants me dead.
She is the one who makes me blue
With all the things she’s said.
I look into her blue eyes
And I see her stupidity,
I hate her looks, I hate her lies,
And she’s still staring back at me.
Whenever I look at her she stares in my direction,
That’s probably because she is my own reflection.
