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