She is feisty,
She a rebel,
She is change,
When she speaks they listen,
Or they dread her actions,
For she is unpredictable,
Like the ever-changing wind,
Society tries to bend her,
But she refuses to yield,
Nah this lady dances to her own rhythm,
Some label her crazy,
Some deem her mad,
No one understands her taste besides her,
Beware boys,
This one is fire.