Life can be rough
She’d heard enough
Of many words unkind
She wasn’t quite
The desired sight
That the pictures had in mind
The princess for sure
Looked not like her
A different set of eyes
A different face
Not to their taste
Her role was on the side
In time she grew
In time learned to
Accept just who she was
And life was good
She understood
This way, well, just because
Until one day
One came to say
“You must not know what’s seen
You stand too tall
No princess at all
The world sees you as queen!”