A/N: Draco Malfoy POV. This poem's pretty self-explanatory…please R&R
:.My Pride, My lies.:
My pale complexion,
Staring blankly ahead,
What do I do?
Where do I go?
What do I say?
All these questions,
Racing though my head.
It's that bloody
Pride of mine.
This Malfoy Pride,
That shall forever consume me.
Trapped,
In my pride,
Trapped,
In my lies.
I need,
A way out
How?
I don't know,
Where?
I don't care.
I just need…
To be away,
From this pride,
From these lies,
Before it's too late…