Tiny crown on the dresser Silk dress pooled on the floor She's scrolling through her own kingdom Just four pale walls One locked door Half a cake in the kitchen Candles burned down at noon All her wishes still unspoken Floating quiet in the room Lonely princess Talking to the ceiling again Spinning circles in her faded bed Like a carousel in her head Lonely princess Waving from a window of glass Heart on the sill as the hours pass Waiting for herself to come back Tea set set for an army Only echoes take a seat She paints faces on the pillows So someone asks how she's been Gold frame Crooked on the plaster Shows a girl with brighter eyes She traces them with a finger Whispers Meet me on the other side What if the dragon Is just her doubt dressed up in smoke What if the tower Is every rule she never wrote She takes that dusty paper crown Folds it small Slips it in her chest I'll be my own rescue now First command as empress