One day,
The fair little girl strayed away.
She veered off the path of a princess 
ready for anything, 
determined to fight for the last. 

She said, 
surprisingly one day,
this little princess will follow her own way.
She said the prince with the steed 
will not come to help me. 
Wide and awake, 
happy and free,
the one to save me,
will just be me. 

The prince, 
if he might come, 
will be helped by a knight,
a girl all alone,
with a sword,
ready to fight. 

(Original Poem)