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