Daminette December 2020

Day 24: Light

3rd person POV

I had a way then losing it all on my own

Marinette was devastated she had lost it all. Her friends, her adopted family everything.

I had a heart then but the queen has been overthrown

She used to have a heart of gold but Lila came in claiming the thrown Marinette used to sit in as her own. She painted Marinette as the bad guy making her seem like the devil himself.

And I'm not sleeping now, the dark is too hard to beat

It was becoming too much for her to handle.

And I'm not keeping now the strength I need to push me

She stopped fighting back. She just gave up. She was thrown out at him she didn't care. She was beaten up at school she didn't fight back. She just became numb and emotionless.

You show the lights that stop me turn to stone

S

he practically almost because a robot itself but someone was there to save her.

You shine it when I'm alone

She encouraged the girl in everywhere possible taking her into her home and doing all she can to fix her.

And so I tell myself that I'll be strong

Marinette became a little better she even attempted fighting back once again defending herself once more

And dreaming when they're gone

But that was quite not enough. Do reinforcements were brought in when they saw Marinette slipping back to her old state.

'Cause they're calling, calling, calling me home

Kagami Tsurangi, Luka Coffain, Jagged Stone, Penny Rolling, Clara Nightingale, style queen and the mayor of Paris. These were the people that tried to make Marinette feel at home again

Calling, calling, calling home

They thought Marinette different copping methods and within a year she was a world sensation in different fields.

You show the lights that stop me turn to stone

She was Nette, famous singer, MDC, famous designer, black Rose, famous model/actor and bluebell famous ice skater/gymnast/ballerina/fencer (practically anything that had to do with spot)

You shine it when I'm alone home

This all distracted her from all the pain.

Voices I play within my head

The voices in her head that told her to just give up.

Touch my own skin and hope that

It was certainly not enough.

I'm still breathing

She often had to check that she was still alive.