Behind the Quiet (P2)

Shhh…

Let them think I’m harmless.

It makes things easier.

They speak in half-truths when they think I’m not listening,

Their whispers weaving secrets through the room.

I keep my gaze lowered,

My pulse steady, glistening—

I watch their little stories bloom.

Every lie they drop becomes another thread I pull,

Every careless boast paints the picture full.

You can learn a lot

From people who don’t know

They’re being studied.

Oh… the arrogance of feeling unseen.

I move behind the quiet,

Right where the truth unwinds.

You’d never know I’m hunting

By the softness of my eyes.

I’m patient as the shadows—

They never see me coming.

Let them walk into the web themselves…

All I do is tug the line.

They dance in circles thinking they control the battlefield,

But strategy is nothing like they claim.

A smile is just a weapon

When you know what it can shield—

And silence is a far more ruthless game.

I memorize their footsteps,

Every weakness they betray,

I store it like a treasure

For a far more useful day.

They think I’m playing nice,

But kindness is a mask

I let them trust.

Oh… fools forget the quiet ones can strike.

I move behind the quiet,

Right where the truth unwinds.

You’d never know I’m hunting

By the softness of my eyes.

I’m patient as the shadows—

They never see me coming.

Let them walk into the web themselves…

All I do is tug the line.

I don’t need to roar

To start a war.

I don’t need a crown

To pull them down.

Power isn’t loud—

It’s hidden underground.

Let them laugh…

Let them doubt…

Let them turn their backs around.

I move behind the quiet,

Right where the truth unwinds.

They never saw the danger

In the calmness of my smile.

I’m patient as the shadows—

And shadows always win.

They walk straight into the snare I set…

All I do is

Pull

The

String.