#jacquelinesussain

You're your own boss; nobody bosses you around. You wake up earlier than the giant star and the first thing you do is drink a few sips of water, to let your body know it's time for work.

You don't flinch when they throw stones on your name and you don't hide when they hurl accusations in your face; you dust the dirt off your shoulders and you survive.

You work from 9 to 5 and then you make some spreadsheets and catch up on your homework, as they sit by the fire and listen to rhythms all night. They think you don't know how to have fun because you don't party like they do. But then, they don't even know the real you.

On the weekend you take off your cape and wear that shimmery gown you bought for yourself the other day. You draw your eyes in such a way that the daggers point outwards, always in defense, and you line your lips a little over the boundary because you were never meant to color between the lines. You highlight your cheeks and you wear that gloss on your pout as they gape; they didn't know you could so well slay. They see you walk down the hallway and they see you kill apprehensions, bigotry, doubts - one by one.