I got bored and wrote this. The song belongs to alanis morrisette and there
is a line from Moulin rouge the end so sorry about that. Oh and the
characters belong to JKR.
Never Quite Enough
I switch on the radio of my muggle home. I have lived like this for so long now it doesn't seem as strange as it used to. When I first came here from the muggle world I was lost. I didn't know what to do at all. But now I have her and her support. I never got that from my home and family. I hear something playing on the CD player.
Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face
Exactly the sentiments of my mother. I was never good enough. Never quite perfect. I could be the brightest of the class or the fastest in the race but I would never have done well enough, never have been good enough to them. I could never be the perfect child they longed floor, my heart wasn't in it. I just wanted to be me. I came first in every exam. I got the best marks for everything but I hadn't got 100%. I had got 15 O.W.L's and 10 N.E.W.T's but I hadn't beaten somebody or others record. I wasn't the perfection they craved.
So be good boy Try a little harder You've got to measure up And make me prouder
They could never have been 'prouder'. They weren't proud of me in the first place they couldn't have added anything to that nothing. I was to make up for the failed pregnancies and difficulties they had seen. But somehow they never managed to get that from me.
How long before you screw up How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up With everything I do for you The least you can do is keep quiet
They just waited for me to make a mistake. I wouldn't give them that pleasure not until I had left home and didn't have to endure the looks of disappointment and the sighs in a way which said 'you could have done so much better.' To them I was to be the next minister of magic or somebody else high up and in power. But I never wanted to do that. I wanted to go and work for some private medicine company perfecting and creating new cures for illnesses. But it was never to be.
Be a good boy You've got to try a little harder That simply wasn't good enough To make us proud
It was never enough. Not when I got an order of Merlin second class. They said I could have got first. Not when I got my first job, they thought I could have got a better one. They weren't even proud when the woman I loved said yes to marry me. Even then they thought I had chosen the wrong girl.
I'll live through you I'll make you what I never was If you're the best them maybe so am I Compared to him compared to her I'm doing this for your own damn good You'll make up for what I blew What's the problem. why are you crying
I did use to cry about it as a child. I used to sob, they didn't love me. They loved the idea me. The me that they had created in their head. I hated them for it. I knew they had screwed up their lives but they didn't have to take over mine. This was one of the few things that belonged to me. That I could call my own and they took it away. They snatched it from under me.
So be a good boy Push a little farther now That's wasn't fast enough To make us happy. We'll love you just the way you are if your perfect.
Well I'm never going o be perfect, not to them anyway but to my wife I shall be the best that I can for her. She would never want me to change and I don't intend to. I remember the first time she told me that. She said- "Severus I never want you to change," "Hermione for you I wouldn't stay life this until my dying day. Come what may I'll always be me."
Never Quite Enough
I switch on the radio of my muggle home. I have lived like this for so long now it doesn't seem as strange as it used to. When I first came here from the muggle world I was lost. I didn't know what to do at all. But now I have her and her support. I never got that from my home and family. I hear something playing on the CD player.
Sometimes is never quite enough If you're flawless then you'll win my love Don't forget to win first place Don't forget to keep that smile on your face
Exactly the sentiments of my mother. I was never good enough. Never quite perfect. I could be the brightest of the class or the fastest in the race but I would never have done well enough, never have been good enough to them. I could never be the perfect child they longed floor, my heart wasn't in it. I just wanted to be me. I came first in every exam. I got the best marks for everything but I hadn't got 100%. I had got 15 O.W.L's and 10 N.E.W.T's but I hadn't beaten somebody or others record. I wasn't the perfection they craved.
So be good boy Try a little harder You've got to measure up And make me prouder
They could never have been 'prouder'. They weren't proud of me in the first place they couldn't have added anything to that nothing. I was to make up for the failed pregnancies and difficulties they had seen. But somehow they never managed to get that from me.
How long before you screw up How many times do I have to tell you to hurry up With everything I do for you The least you can do is keep quiet
They just waited for me to make a mistake. I wouldn't give them that pleasure not until I had left home and didn't have to endure the looks of disappointment and the sighs in a way which said 'you could have done so much better.' To them I was to be the next minister of magic or somebody else high up and in power. But I never wanted to do that. I wanted to go and work for some private medicine company perfecting and creating new cures for illnesses. But it was never to be.
Be a good boy You've got to try a little harder That simply wasn't good enough To make us proud
It was never enough. Not when I got an order of Merlin second class. They said I could have got first. Not when I got my first job, they thought I could have got a better one. They weren't even proud when the woman I loved said yes to marry me. Even then they thought I had chosen the wrong girl.
I'll live through you I'll make you what I never was If you're the best them maybe so am I Compared to him compared to her I'm doing this for your own damn good You'll make up for what I blew What's the problem. why are you crying
I did use to cry about it as a child. I used to sob, they didn't love me. They loved the idea me. The me that they had created in their head. I hated them for it. I knew they had screwed up their lives but they didn't have to take over mine. This was one of the few things that belonged to me. That I could call my own and they took it away. They snatched it from under me.
So be a good boy Push a little farther now That's wasn't fast enough To make us happy. We'll love you just the way you are if your perfect.
Well I'm never going o be perfect, not to them anyway but to my wife I shall be the best that I can for her. She would never want me to change and I don't intend to. I remember the first time she told me that. She said- "Severus I never want you to change," "Hermione for you I wouldn't stay life this until my dying day. Come what may I'll always be me."
