We Are
We Are
Daughters of men who wanted to rule the world
Of women who wanted delicacy dripping off of our fingertips.
We're the modern witches burning our own stakes
Laughing as the kingdom fell
The one built by men who didn't expect a single thing from us.
Throwing stones at their iron gates
Watching them burn their flags.
We're the silent disasters; tearing down those who wish to bind us
We're practical dreamers; realistic, perfectionists to a fault
Giving too much of ourselves to others
Saving the world starving ourselves
We're raging storms; hidden behind the mask of calmness
We're the empress, the magician, the joker and the seducer
We're too much for our own good
Toning it down, taking you by surprise when you least expect it.