I am that person,
Whom they worship,
Adore,
And yet they don't see,
Who I am,
Beneath.
This mask,
That I keep up,
Hiding,
The truth,
That I'm not all that,
They think I am.
Don't you see?
I'm just me,
Ordinary,
Nothing extraordinary,
Just lil old me.
I am their idol,
But I too have fears,
That I will let them down,
Or worse,
Disappoint them.
I am not what they expect,
Just another face in the crowd,
Wishing for obscurity,
Yet protecting those without.
Don't you see?
I'm not a fighter,
A ruler,
A hero,
I'm not queen,
Role model,
Or idol,
You worship me,
And wish to be me,
But my deepest wish,
Is obscurity.
I make mistakes,
I mess up,
I fail.
Yes, I stuff up,
But I have to keep on fighting,
'Cause if I don't,
Who else will stand up,
For those who won't?
I'd like to just give this up,
To stop the pain,
But they need me,
And so does he.
He is the reason I fight,
Him and my friends,
The people whom I love,
'Til the very end.
He's the hero,
The one who is right,
He'll continue,
The fight
He inspires me,
To continue,
This fight.
A.N: I feel this could reference any female character who struggles, that is why it references things Marinette isn't.