Cute doesn’t mean weak. Get that straight. Black lace, quiet glow, you think calm means I’m low. Soft smile, steady eyes, I don’t shake, I decide. Look again, take your time. Cute doesn’t mean weak, didn’t you know? Soft on the outside, solid to the core. I smile nice, I stand my ground, I don’t go down when you go down. Cute doesn’t mean weak—remember that. Ribbon tight, head held high, pretty doesn’t mean I comply. You reach out, I choose when, that’s where my power comes in. Say it clear. I’m not yours. Cute doesn’t mean weak, didn’t you know? Sweet tone, but I’m in control. I move first, I stay true, I don’t bend just to please you. Cute doesn’t mean weak—say it slow. Lace and will. Calm and crown. You doubt me— I don’t bow. Cute doesn’t mean weak, didn’t you know? Say it once, let it go. Smile stays, power fits, this is how confidence sounds. Cute doesn’t mean weak. Soft voice. Strong choice.
