She was a princess trapped in a castle

She had nowhere to go and nowhere to hide

She was always carrying a sword with a dazzle

She always had her guard up and tried to keep up

She was a queen with nothing else to be

She led her people with such power

She led herself with such criticism

She took it so to heart and lost her spark

She was sad and cried

She convinced herself that she was not enough

She was once powerful

She lost that sword the one with the dazzle

She lost that sword that gave her that spark

She lost that confidence that gave her power

She lost that sword that was her in every way 

She remembered what her mom said

She said "You never need a weapon to be powerful"

She thought back to before, before the sword

She was already enough

She was already powerful

She was always powerful without her sword

She never needed a weapon to be powerful