Jealousy's an ugly color, but it somehow matches you.

I bid you adieu.

I will stay no longer.

Being with the bees will make me stronger.

Oh! How I will sting.

 

You expressed to me,

my worse you could see.

From that day forward

You were my worst enemy.

Oh! How I will sting.

 

Your shadow casts over me an abyss of doom.

Escape this curse? I will very soon.

Oh! How I will sting.

 

I will allow you to rise

Before your love ones meet their demise.

Remember! Be wise!

I am the only one who knows your true disguise.

Oh! How I will sting.

 

Soon said friends will grow tired of your boasting.

They will slice you like meat and prepare for roasting!

Don’t fret I’m still here…

always willing to lend an ear.

To you my dear I will stay true!

Does the same concept apply for me from you?

If not little sister …death I will bring!

Oh sweet sister! How will I sting?