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
Sunday, September 12, 2004
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