They think its still a mans world.
To them, were pawns.
Used for our lineage and reproductive systems.
Were expected to stay silent.
But its us women who birth heirs and raise kings.
We give life.
And we most certainly can take it.
They tried to dictate my life as if it werent my own.
But I carve my own path.
Leaving a crimson trail behind me.
Everyone knows that a woman who knows their worth is a dangerous woman.
I dont need a title or throne to know that my blood is imperial.
Add in scorned fragments and shards of betrayal.
They didnt break me.
They made me into a pretty little poison.
I will always be seen as harmless.
But even the devil has a pretty face.
