the quiet one

She sits in the corner away
from everyone, frail and silent
strangers walk by, she doesnt
move or notice them for they mean
nothing to her, you call her weak?
well call her by that name and see
how quickly she would rip your tounge
from your still moving jaws and take a
bite from it, and if you charged her for
revenge she would surely slice your throat
with a dagger she keeps sheathed by her
forearm or maybe the throwing star on her waist
would do the job,please take this as a warning do
not judge a book by its cover lest ye perish for it