she shares her eyes with tigers
her exterior is calm, and yet...
people tread carefully around her
they feel the predator within her

she scares the hell out of me
but i talk to her sometimes

she wonders why people fear her
i tried to explain, but my words are meaningless
a tiger at rest is still dangerous
and while her mind is sharp, she doesn't understand

but as i walked away from her, i realized
she is fragile inside
her ferocity is her protection

she shares her eyes with tigers
and i wonder if tigers ever smile