Disclaimer: HP IS NOT MINE. THIS POEM ISN'T EVEN MINE. MY FRIEND, MARGA, WROTE THIS. SHE HAS NO ACCOUNT SO SHE ASKED ME TO POST IT HERE.
I'm too lazy to have an account so I may be posting on this hopeless person's—HEY!
--account from time to time.
Severus entered his chambers. Another day of explosions. He sighed. How thick could those Gryffindors get, anyway? How hard was it? Stir COUNTER CLOCKWISE, dammit! He sat down behind his desk and brought out his red ink. Time to grade essays. He glanced at the papers on his desk and did a double take. There was an unfamiliar piece of parchment on his table. He scanned it, and was surprised with what he saw…
QUESTIONS
Are you afraid of change?
Are you afraid to be heard?
Are you afraid of being one of them?
Are you afraid of the world
Do you have any dreams?
Do you have any tears ?
Do you know your right?s
Do you know your fears?
Are you gonna do something great?
Is it that your meant to be someone else?
Are you gonna be somebody?
Are you gonna be the best?
Is it that your better?
Is it that your smart?
Is that why your all alone?
Is that why you're set apart?
Are you really listening?
Do you really see?
Why can't I see who you are?
And why can't you see me?
Who am I to ask you this?
Who am I to change the flow?
Who am I to be smart?
Who am I that I should know?
Severus stared at the piece of parchment. Who wrote this? He swept his eyes across his chamber, feeling as though he was being watched. Seeing no one, he exited through his statue and, just to be sure, he changed his password. Robes billowing ominously behind him, he strode down the hall in search of the mysterious writer.
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Any guesses or suggestions on who the writer should be? Or should it just be oneshot? Please review!