Hiding Little Me
AN: This is about Hermione, who I do not own! This is unfinished, but I will update every Sunday is my second free verse poem (and I think I'm getting better :P ) but please please review! even just to say you hate it! Thanks :)
I am in control.
(I command the facts)
Everything is ordered.
Organised.
Counted.
Understood.
Understand?
They parade in front of me.
Marching to my beat.
Singing to my tune.
(They must obey)
I direct them.
And when I say jump...
I can make the figures dance.
(The numbers leap)
The facts twirl.
The knowledge weep.
(at the beauty of it all)
I can make them jive and twist and waltz and polka.
And only I can make them.
Stop.
(if only life was so easy)
I can lose myself in a book
(in the worlds between the pages)
the words sing
lullabies
(for only me to hear)
whispering softly
*crooning*
Tales of adventure
excitement!
bravery
mystery
(never misery)
but joy!
**happiness**
&laughter&
hope
Heroes and heroines
fighting evil
(always winning)
such tales
*never true*
(but truth is boring)
{justlikeme}
Sometimes I can forget that
[dull, clever-clogs self]
BORING!
but
*when I read*
I am the heroine
!warrior!
*princess*
~beautiful~
(oh-so-beautiful)
Hermione the heroine!
[until I reach the end]
{but something lingers}
But until the next tale
(the next escape)
All I do is talk
*bossy*
[if only people were facts]
I'd get them into line
{but no-one listens}
As I let the streams of silver words
Weave a net of
talk
(for me to hide behind)
{covering my insecurity}
Hiding little me
I want to make a difference
*save lives*
&make people laugh&
love me
(but I'm unlovable)
{too ugly}
[it's not my fault]
[it's not fair!]
I've got feelings, too.
I've got a heart of gold!
(or at least of crimson blood)
I want my taste of glory
My slice of fame
*some recognition*
(for all the times I patched you up)
[brushed you down]
{finished your homework}
or saved your life
But do you hear me complaining?
(not very loudly)
All I ever eat is humble pie.