The Entourage:
The power so high not wanting to see the sky,
I am down so low that nobody wants to know.
Being the daughter of the great wasn’t as good as they seemed to create,
One to know the rage was the man who kept me in a cage.
Seemed so high yet these powers never seemed to die
The loss of control made me fly only to switch to the bad side.
The darkness entered and the rest faded away.
Gone had the princess only for evil to takeaway.
