I am sacred,
I am fierce.
I am made up of the blood of a dragon,
Yes, I am that woman.

No, I don’t believe in fairy tales,
Where the girls are made up of sweet and spice.
I would teach my daughters,
Never apologize for their wild.
Yes, I am that woman.

I am the the kingless queen who owns her empire,
Yes , I am that woman.

I will never compete with my sisters
I would not compete over looks and bodily matters.
I would love them so fiercely if you tried to harass her,
I would tear you apart as a lethal hawk.
Yes, I am that woman.

I am the merry Magdalene,
That blessed the holy Jesus.
I am Thea, the mother of the sun.
Yes, I am that woman.

Always remember, whenever you would stare me,
I would see in the eyes as a tigress.
I am no simple woman,
I am the magical witch.
Yes, I am that woman.

I am not a cage for tame hearts,
I am wild and fierce.
I know to roar with thunders
And harness the power of riding storms.
Yes, I am that woman.

I have fire on my lips,
As I am a holy fire.
I have fondness in my eyes,
As I tender the wilted flowers.
Yes, I am that woman.

Yes, I am that woman,
That carries magic within her.