I stand in front of the mirror
And I am pretty sure this time,
It’s not to fix her makeup or admire her undeniable beauty…
I am so angry, I can’t even hide it.
It’s written all over my face
My eyes are filled with detest as I look at her
To think of all the things I could have been,
Had it not been for her
Her tongue was too sweet no lie,
She lied and I believed
Like a Jezebel, she led me right to my destruction,
Caressed by the sweetness of her words,
I followed her blindly and plunged right into my doom.
She seduced me and had me eating her fibs right from her palm.
And before I knew it,
I was held hostage in a prison I had crafted myself
And she did too good a job convincing me that I would never escape,