Beneath this physique of an all too strong facade, Is me. A
concubine to no one, A eunuch to whoever dared tame her.
She can kill with her fists of will, She can create using
her mind of steel. This is a woman who can make things
happen. Who possesses enough control to drive this world
into the realms of bliss, in dreams. She can turn silence
into madness, madness to a halt.She believes in her power
to rule, and decide. She lives, breathes, and loves Life.
She, I, - am a woman. Born to run with the wolves, Exists
to record my fate, And will die, In the arms of a Man who
loves me…
