For as long as I can remember I have been told
I'm a princess in an Ivory Tower.
And for the longest time, I thought that was what I wanted.
But I would look out of my tower,
And I saw a beautifully, damaged world.
I turned twelve
and knew that I wasn't what everyone said I was.
I made the decision to leave the Ivory Tower
that had been built around me.
I started to tell everyone I wasn't a princess.
I turned sixteen
and expected my first great love.
Instead, I received my first heartbreaking scar,
From a father that was meant to protect me.
I started to plan my escape from the Ivory Tower.
I turned eighteen
and the day for me to leave came.
Driving out of the town was sad but exhilarating.
I knew I would never return to the town that held my Ivory Tower.
I was an innocent creature that joined a wild world.
A year later
I returned to the family that hid me in my ivory cage.
They had found another one for me.
But I wasn't an innocent thing anyone.
I was the wild thing that they had locked away.
I returned with claws and fangs and battle scars.
There was a fire were my heart should be
And I lased out at anyone that tried to cage me again.
I was a wild beast
That was returned to her native land.
I was never a princess in an Ivory Tower.
I was a messy wild thing,
with long un-brushed hair and black eyes.
I was a beast with poison as blood
that was told she was a princess in Ivory Tower.
Never tell children what they are,
Because they might believe you.
But they will always found out who they really are
And they will come back for revenge.
