Could be...

She.

An undiluted passionate force that imprints the soul of anyone to come near her. She is fire and she was born to burn.

Across the room, centre stage, she is all that can be focused on. Others dance behind, the music rages on, but all you see is her. Her determined expression masking the utter raw and terrified girl that lies within. She moves, so fluidly and free, as if she was destined to do so. She sings like a caged bird desperate for freedom. She is beauty, she is fear, she is love and she is pain.

She is also totally unaware of it.

With a single word, she break hearts. And each time, she sells her own a little. She is so used to her own defenses that she hides from herself and pushes away the ones who could help her.

She is strength and independence. she holds the entire world on her shoulders, and if anyone questions the fact, her resolve grows, and she starts sprinting and dancing with the weight.

She takes on a disgusting, hurtful and closed minded world, every single day. She fights for those who can't fight for themselves.

She is pride and determination. Once her principles are set, she sticks to them, no matter the cost to her own happiness, she will not cross herself.

She is sensual. Subtly enchanting and seductive, she slips inside the senses and drives the best of us to insanity with just a smile, a glance, or a touch of her hand.

She is in control. She makes sure that no one knows exactly where they are with her. She makes sure she dominates the relationship and the situation...that way, if it goes wrong, and she gets hurt, than it'll be on her terms, it'll be her own fault and her own plan, no one elses.

She is confusing, demanding and terrifying. Yet-

She is loving, comforting, and protective.

She is patience and she is volitility.

She is beautiful. She is mystery.

Maybe. Just maybe.

She.

could be

.....me.