she is not mobile, she just watches me
I am noticeable when light catches me
I am illegible any way you look at me
you know my English has deficiencies

and is it any wonder that I
when faced with these odds
would even it with lies
and is it any wonder that I
surrounded by storm
surmounted by swarm
would attempt to obtain the prize

there's a terror to the scenery
a certain fervor to the front of me
and I count them as my enemies
those who mean to be close to me