My Own Worst Enemy
Standing here
Looking into the eyes of my own worst enemy with fear
Scared to move or even say anything
Because of what may be brought out of me by my own worst enemy
So here I am looking at this reflection
Wondering how did I get in this position
Thoughts and ideas race through my mind
As ways to get rid of I try to find
She tries to get settled and comfortable in my mind
But little does she know how far I'm ahead and she, behind
Her evilness I try to ignore
For her dirty tricks and evil pranks, she tries to pull more
She'll never get enough
Of breaking apart all the good qualities that I'm made of
I try and try to get her off my back
Because I refuse to keep a bad reputation and go out like that
With me, she has a bone to pick
But not for long because I refuse to be her next statistic
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