Perfectly Imperfect Me

I called myself  a princess,

And you never could understand,

Because I was so different,

From all the others,

Because I wielded,

A sword instead of a needle,

And I fought,

My own dragons,

And in the end,

You never could handle me,

Because you wanted someone,

That I was not,

Because I am not,

The person you picture,

When you hear,

The word princess.