She's bold with herself.

She's comfortable with herself.

She's knowledgeable about herself.

She's showing herself.

She's dressing for herself.

She senses your eyes on her.

She keeps her head held high,

and does not turn or blink.

She keeps her beat.

She's steady, even, fluid.

She's something more and you knew it.

She's the kind of girl that when you see her you think, "woman".

She has your eyes gazing at the outside of her silhouette,

She makes you wonder about the place where her thighs have met.

She has "wild" written on her heart.

She's had her mind blown apart.

She stares at the sky more than you realize.

She's the most honest at night,

and if you ever get a chance to get her alone,

make room in your heart,

let her call you home.

She's never needed a knight or a queen.

She only ever wanted the voices in her head to stop being so mean.

She raised herself.

She protected herself.

She fought and loved herself,

when she believed no one else would.

She picks up on true intentions.

She's made it her mission to help others in her position.

She deals with health problems daily,

but will not let that get in the way of her savings.

She has a way of shutting off from the world.

She will log off, close down, and get lost.

They will ask where she has been,

She will question if you are really a friend.

She replaces her actions with headphones,

your voice knows no good notes.

She has been told to watch her tone.

She is too loud, dominating, rough.

She also likes to cuss.

But she puts no value in your judgment.

She knows you are lacking lovin'.

She's smart, she knows this.

She's had a lonely soul but it has grown in bliss.

She will want you but not as much as she craves the open road,

a free roaming home.

She feels like she is owed.

She's bold with herself.

She's comfortable with herself.

She's showing herself.

She is herself.