She's beautiful
She's cunning
She's bubbly.
She's like a Victorian figurine in the glass shelf of menagerie.
She works her way up
by telling the right words
at the right time.
She's impossibly perfect in every way.
I see her.
I can see her.
I'm not envious.
Because I saw her lie and steal in the presence of her perfection.
This is for the person who I should always keep my eyes on.
She has been lying and stealing since day one.