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Who made up all the rules?We follow them like fools,Believe them to be true,Don't care to think them through
The teachers make these stupid rules. That we have to wear uniform. We just go along and listen. Not me. Draco never goes by the rules/ It may be true. We still follow them. It isn't our faults.
And I'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry it's like thisI'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry we do thisHarry, I'm sorry Slytherin causes a lot of harm and problems. We are. We just can't say it though. It would be the rest of our pride. Were sorry though.
And it's ironic too'Cause what we tend to doIs act on what they sayAnd then it is that wayIt is odd and ironic that we tend to listen to the rules. Even if we hate it.I listen to my father. I do what he says. I don't even notice anymore. I was born to follow his orders or get hit. Its just the way it is.
And I'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry it's like thisI'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry we do thisI don't mean to hurt others. I'm sorry. It hurts. I was raised to hurt others. Even if it harms me in the long run. I'm sorry for what ever I've done.
Who are they?Where are they?How can they possiblyKnow all this?Who are they?Where are they?How can they possiblyKnow all this?
Who are they? The adults. Where are they? Everywhere around. Can't even smile without them seeing. How can they know everything we did? The stupid rumors that go on around that's how.
Do you see what I see?Why do we live like this?Is it because it's trueThat ignorance is bliss?
Do you even see the real me. Its hidden deep. Like your true self is. We lie to protect ourselves. Why? So no one sees the real us. No matter what people don't want others no the real us. Its way true. Is all the pain we feel, all really a form of bliss we love.
Who are they?Where are they?How do theyKnow all this?And I'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry it's like thisThey are the dementors, the guardians, everyone around us, Draco, they are even the teachers we know. They are all around us. Taking pleasure watching us suffer for the pleasure they get. How do they know. They know before it even happens. I'm sorry it has to be like this. - Harry
Do you see what I see?Why do we live like this?Is it because it's trueThat ignorance is bliss?And who are they?Where are they?How can theyKnow all this?And I'm sorry, so sorryI'm sorry we do this
They don't even know any of this……..