When people ask me how would I describe myself

I am an average diamond
That has been encased in coal
Flawed to some and perfect for the rest

I am an illusion
A figment of some men's imagination
For when I leave their presence
They can't find a replacement of my caliber

I am a lioness
I will silently stalk my prey
Waiting for the right moment
Just to pounce and devour those tiny morsels

I am a visionary
I see things before they happen
I work to create and bring to fruition
I never take no for an answer

I am a woman
Full of joy unless angered
Full of sadness until I find peace

© Sista Alia