((A/N: Hi! this is just a random poem that i wrote for my english class. It's kind of strange, but oh well. Just thought i'd post it.))
Hidden
The princess hides her face,
Is she ashamed?
Worried?
Scared?
Does she know?
Know she was the one who caused the world to fall?
I think so,
She used to be so little,
So sweet I guess,
An angel,
When she sent him,
Him,
The boy,
He saw her once before she left,
He brought her the emerald,
He found her the ruby,
And fought for the sapphire,
And when he returned,
She was gone,
And all that was left was her song,
She hides her face,
Her eyes red,
The only hint of her past the spikes of blonde peaking out of the wrappings,
Her body,
Her gender,
Her voice disguised.
Her heritage lost in the alias that is he,
All that was left was the wisdom that was fate,
But the boy,
He still fights,
For everything,
For the world,
Like destiny he fights,
And she guilds him,
She does,
Giving him her songs,
Her voice,
Her fate,
Will she ever be the same?
Will she ever be our princess?
Her name was Zelda,
But now we call her Sheik.
((Thanks for reading. I hope you liked it.))