Femme

I move like a secret, danger wrapped in velvet. Every eye that finds me can’t look away from the storm. I speak softly, but my words carve paths through walls you thought solid. I am the night in a crowded room, the whisper you can’t ignore. I walk tall in my own power, wear my scars like jewelry, and if you try to cage me, know this I will rewrite the rules and leave your illusions in ashes.