Terror, this is what you call it.
I strike terror among men.
I forgive but I never forget.
I've been put apon this Earth in female form,
But I can handle myself from the best of you.
I have the right to remain silent, but I choose to speak, sing, scream.
I am the power of a woman, strong like music, true like friendship, but without my friends, there would be no music, only spoken words.
I am able to change so i live without regret. without remorse only mixed feelings.
I am drunk, I am sober.
Heaven doesn't want me, Hell's afraid I'll take over.
Don't bother trying to sensor me, or shut me up, because it won't work.
I'm cold and distant, only get close to those who deserve to see that side of me, a part of me, (a part of me)
I Am me, and I know exactly who I am, what I am and the wrath that I bring.
The other beauty, the truth, the virgin whore.
A lover, a fighter, a saint, a sinner. Old school, a beginner.
