DISCALIMER: And still I do not own THE OC or any of it's characters. Thanxalot to the reviewers of 1.27, jhhhhjfjk89 and dodgeviper. - I'd never expected that anyone would notice this poem at all. Thank u so much.
Marissa's Anthology - Part I
I'm standing on top of that mountain
And I'm looking down on you
I'm high on that pedestal you put me on
And I'm so scared to fall down
My best friend is here with me
It's a bottle filled with vodka or gin
I don't care as long as it makes me forget my fear of heights
I don't want to disappoint you
I'm trying hard to make you love me
Make you love me - the 'me' you want me to be
The 'me' you see
The 'me' I'd long to be
Honestly
I'm afraid to show you my true nature
For I'm sure that you couldn't bear it
You'd fail like all the others did
All the others - including myself
So I keep denying and build a dream instead
A dream that's bearable and wonderful
I know I am weak, I know about my insufficiency, be sure
I have run so long into that wood of insecurity
That I got lost
And I'm longing for your hand
For your help
I'm longing for someone that helps me getting out of here
That can help me leave these depths of confusion
Leave the one I am
And becoming the one I long to be