What is it like you ask?
To be a Slytherin who isn't determined?
I feel like a joke, a walking contradiction.
I'm a snake who has shed its skin, only to find out, I've been lying to myself all along.
Is this really me?
Is this who I am?
"Someone who will use any means to achieve their end".
The words feel like sand in my mouth.
They leave a dryness that no ocean could quench.
I walk to and from with my chin held high.
I sneer at those who look at me with unreadable eyes.
Can they see though my mask?
Can they see that I have given up on myself?
Can they see the trails my tears left on my cheeks as I silently cried in the dark?
What is left of me when the masks are removed?
The Slytherin that doesn't belong in Slytherin.
I'm a joke, a walking contradiction.
Impossible, you say.
The sorting hat could not have made a mistake.
Then why am I here?
I don't belong here.
I would be better suited somewhere else, I am certain.
Unless, maybe that is why I am here,
I refuse to let others see me for what I am, an unmotivated, coward.
I hold my head high with false pride.
Is that what it means to be a Slytherin?
Are we all secretly discouraged in life, trying our best to put on a brave face?
Maybe we all hide behind the masks given to us in life.
Perhaps the determination of a Slytherin isn't what I was told it is.
Maybe I do belong here, maybe this is where I belong.
So for my own sake, I will hold my head high above the rest.
Hold it high with pride.
I will not let my tears stop me anymore,
I will suck it up, because you know what?
I am a Slytherin, after all.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Just a little drabble about what it is like to be a Slytherin..I can imagine a Slytherin student going through tough times and thinking just like this, being discouraged and questioning themselves for it. This was my first fanfic of any kind so any constructive criticism is great! Be sure to rate and comment and whatnot! I will give you a virtual hug! :) And with that I bid you all adieu! Thanks guys!
-Tiggiger :D
