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I have no heart, just ice and stone
Made up of nails and teeth and bone
And I know exactly what I'm for
To hurt and destroy and nothing more

No one knew how to control what I was. Who I was. Banished behind walls as a child, I grew accustomed to the tall brick barriers and closed windows. After being there so long, walls built up inside of me too.

And if it's true that I was made
I still don't know if I can change

Once I became Queen of Arendelle, I started harnessing my powers. Now they were liberated, and I was strong enough to hoist them, but those walls haven't gone away. I'm not sure how to tear them down; maybe they'll never completely crumble.

But something has stirred
A beast has awakened
Opened a door
There's no mistaking
Waging a war
It's fighting inside of me

I feel trapped in this stone-cold body. Most days, I reflect on the pools of water that drip from the frosty fortress of icicles around my heart. I think about the beast inside of me, my bones chilling from the fear of what I am capable of. Frigid, day after day, I become this monster that stops me from letting anyone in. This destruction inside of me is screaming, yelling, "All your powers will ever do is hurt people, Elsa." A constant loop raging inside of me, my mind waging a war on the frosty fortress that builds a shield around my heart, which only seeks to protect itself and others.

So hear my battle cry
I'm out for blood to claim what's mine
Finally questioning
If I am my own worst
I am my own worst
I am my own worst enemy

At times, I attempt to befriend this beast, since it is transforming into who I am today. Lost in the noise and the hopelessness, perhaps it's my only true friend. The dragon in the castle -- there's no way the princess in the tower never tried to talk with its protector. It is difficult, mostly because it is so aggressive, but the snowflakes that it blows from its booming throat instead of fire is more than enough evidence that stiffness is good. Staying where I am is good, even if it feels wrong... even if it makes me feel stuck... Right?

I never thought that I could love
Strangers at night were good enough
But love's not a thing you get to choose
Try to resist, you'll always lose

I told Anna once before, you can't marry a man you just met. But I never told her that she couldn't love him - I never told her that she couldn't touch him or long for him or enjoy his company. I never told her that she was doomed to be lonely. My sister, Anna, may see me as a walking contradiction, but I live by the same notion. I don't get to choose love - maybe I'll never find it - but people like you... I can't resist.

I made a deal to sell my soul
But lately, I have dared to hope

But in this inability to resist, I find a fighter's spirit that I buried long ago. Susceptible to the fever that threatens my icy palace, I find myself unlocking and opening my windows. My door is still closed and the walls have not crumbled, but it's a breath of fresh air I had no idea I needed so badly. In this inability to resist, I find a little bit of hope that is making the snowstorm in me stir. Many days, I feel that I've already allowed the beast in me to gnaw at my soul, to cover my spirit in an eternal winter, but when I look at you... I see a glimpse of change reflecting back at me when I stare into the frozen lake that is your eyes, staring right back at me. Suddenly, my fighter's spirit is no longer fighting to keep me frozen, but to seek out your warm embrace.

That something has stirred
A beast has awakened
Opened a door
There's no mistaking
Waging a war
It's fighting inside of me

But when I see your face, the fear I feel from getting close to you slowly dissipates, more and more with each connection. I like being near you. And at times I wonder if the warmth you give is the solution to my cold and hardened heart - but yet, I remind myself that fires don't warm houses, they burn them down. This warmth from you alerts the beast in me and it's trying to keep me from you. I wonder, do I listen? Or do I find out if I have the power to silence it? The cold is not all that I want to know, but it's my only home.

So hear my battle cry
I'm out for blood to claim what's mine
Finally questioning
If I am my own worst
I am my own worst
I am my own worst enemy

I look into my icy reflection, but I don't just see myself anymore, I see you too. The beast appears next to you, but it is now calm - a picture in my mind I'm not used to, but I don't wiggle out of its sight. Instead, I approach it, noticing how similar the beast is to me in this moment. It beckons me and runs away from you, afraid of a red aura surrounding you - warmth. I thought back to when I was a child, with Anna, and I couldn't look her in her eyes. How small she was back then... I saw myself in her eyes too, and I saw this warmth that you radiate. In that moment when I saw you, I decided it - I would tame this beast inside me, this angry friend who wanted nothing to do with you, even if just for a moment, and touch the heat that shapes you.

Tell my secrets to the wind
Flying, I feel infinite

With the flick of my wrist, a pure white snowflake faded into existence and drafted above my palm, catching the breeze of air that was let in when I unlocked and opened my windows. Smiling to myself at the thought, I stared at the snowflake with a sense of determination. If this snowflake could appreciate the fresh air, if this snowflake can survive the sun that is beaming down on me... I can too. I can survive me, I can survive the beast, and I can survive you.

But something has stirred
A beast has awakened
Opened a door
There's no mistaking
Waging a war
It's fighting inside of me

So hear my battle cry
I'm out for blood to claim what's mine
Finally questioning
If I am my own worst
I am my own worst
I am my own worst enemy

My name is Queen Elsa. Who are you?