A song I wrote, and it seemed to fit my actual theme. The reason for all of this is a letter that Draco receives from his father, telling him, again, that he's a worthless ingrate, an imbecile and an ass, a fucking asshole. He was hiding under an emotionless mask for all his life.

Why

Hello true love I'm back

Hello my one and only

I take the key and unlock the door

Then I open it

And I see you

Lying on the floor

Why aren't you breathing

Why aren't you moving

Why aren't your eyes looking at me

Gleaming

Why aren't you comforting me

Taking me in your strong arms

Why aren't you telling me that

Everything is going to be all right

Why aren't you getting up

Ready to go some place

Why are you laying in a pool of dried blood

Why are your wrists all cut up

Why is there a kitchen knife besides you

Why do you look paler than death

Why can't I feel your pulse

Why can't I hear your heart beat

Why is your body so cold

Why aren't you up cleaning up

This stain on the carpet

Why are your wrists all cut up

Why aren't you breathing

Why aren't you moving

Why does your face look in pain

Why aren't you getting up

Why is your body so cold

Why do you look paler than death

Why aren't you welcoming me

Why aren't you telling me about your day

Why aren't you breathing

Why aren't you moving

Why aren't you still alive