this is me
When I walk into a room I shift the atmosphere without uttering a single sound I don't announce myself but they love voice or dramatic Blair I have right present quiet calm and commanding my energy is not theoretical but it is undeniable I don't have to speak to make people feel I don't have to demand attention it's given sometimes reloctantly sometimes revenantly but always inevitable my silent has weight not the heaviness of sorrow the depths of awareness I carry knowing in my bones a stillness that reaches deeper than noise and I'm not just quiet I'm clear and clarity I don't need to hold a mirror my soul is a mirror and when I stand there in my piece and in my steadness and my life those around me are forced to see themselves as they are now who they pretend to be I felt it before the way energy shifts when I walk the glances the small shutters of sudden quiet it's not arrogance that make me notice it it's awareness I feel things deeply and the unspoken the unease done resign I'm in tune to the undercurrents that others Miss are ignoredC