Who told you?

Princess who told you to take off your crown, who told you to throw it to the ground, who told you to hide it in the darkest of all places never to shine.

Who told you, it wasn't worth it, wasn't pretty enough didn't make you feel beautiful enough, Princess who told you it was dirty not fitting your gown who told you, you had to take it off for a while who told you it didn't look right just not good enough, who told you!

Who told you to clean it with those sciences and explosions who told you it had to look like everyone else, Princess who told you to take off your crown, who told you, you can't wear it at the ball or to meet your prince, who told you, it needed to be fixed who told you to replace it or relax it. 

Who told you, Princess, because your crown defined your magic that crown you took off is the magic, that crown, oh that crown of beauty holds sacred to who you are that crown set you apart from everyone else, that crown you threw flew without wings held by gravity and clothed with sun rays, that crown transformed according to gowns and shades, that crown isn't cheap in fact it's not for sale not because it can't be bought but magic ain't sold, princess go find your crown take off that plastic crown and walk with pride in your magical crown.

When you do you are free to be who you truly are, magical!