Just Once
See it my way, just once. Yeah right. As if anyone could really understand. I always say it, but no one can EVER figure out what I mean. I see everything differently from everyone else. No one, ever sees it my way. EVER. Have I made my point? I hope so.
I really tired, it's pretty late. But I don't care. I have to get this out. You know how it is when you can't hold something in any longer or it'll just come out anyways? That's how I feel.
See, no one knows the real me and what goes on in my mind(which I'm sure I've already made clear to you). I'm quite complicated. I don't even know who I am anymore. Am I that adventure-loving chick that I am when I'm with Harry and Ron? Or am I that innocent little girl who always does the extra credit assignment and follows all the rules?
No one knows the real me, the girl who's hiding behind a mask of who knows what. I guess shame, embarrassment. This is starting to get boring to you, but oh well. I know how you feel.
And Draco. He calls me endless meaningless names that I take so seriously. I know I shouldn't, but I do. He's just one of the reasons my self esteem is sk freaking low. Jerk.
In my mind, everyone hates me, even though I have a lot of friends. It's pretty oxymoron-ish. Whatever.
I have mixed feelings about Draco though. Sometimes I hate him, sometimes I love him and wanna kiss him till it hurts. But he'd never like me anyways. Never me. And you know what? I don't even care that much. And as I sit here dreaming about his beautiful face, I realize something. I realize that he's probably just like me. Insecure, not sure who he is, just hiding and hoping for the best. And now it seems as though I so have a chance. That maybe someone will see it my way. Just once.