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I'll Do It Myself


In a dress

To impress

Who exactly?

No one particularly

And yet I'm fancy

Servants cut my food

I'm not in the mood

I grab the knife

Seriously, it's my life

I'll do it myself

Threats of dragons

Burning up waggons

Knights in shining armors

Protect the farmers

Oh, and me too I guess

Evil step mother sneers

She expects to see my tears

I stand and look her in the eye

And I tell her goodbye

I'm off to defeat a dragon

Sword and shield

Horse in a field

Leap up here we go

If it's me, no one will know

I'm doing this for myself

I meet the dragon beast

He's got fire at least

Not what I expected

Why kill as directed?

I smile and put my sword down

The dragon peers at me

Both of us can see

There's no harm here

After all, the smoke will clear

And dragons won't go extinct

I have a life of my own now

For that I must take a bow

Freedom and independence

Check out my transcendance

I did it all myself

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