invincible
You're all sharp edges and cutting glares,
with your streaked hair and icy eyes.
People r.e.s.p.e.c.t you and know not to mess with Dominique Weasley
((she's dangerous, that one))
and not to come even close to hurting your family
((the only thing she seems to care about))
They leave little, sweet Lucy alone
((shh, don't tell, she's insane)),
and don't dare touch sensitive Rose
((she's breakable, you see)),
and don't gossip&whisper about spirited Victoire
((she's just a little bit of a wild card))
So you keep up your tough attitude and sarcastic words,
because that's what your family expects you to do
((and you can't let down the only people that actually B_E_L_I_E_V_E in you))
But sometimes
((all the time))
you wish you could
cry&sob&breakdown
((but you can't because you're the strong one and you don't cry))
That's the thing, though,
you wish you didn't need to be
STRONG
And, finally
((finally, finally, finally))
you didn't have to be,
At least not around Lysander Scamander
because he knows the real you
and, it turns out, you can be capable of e*m*o*t*i*o*n
because you
LOVE
him
It was perfect, for awhile,
but then he's
looking
at you with
somber
eyes and saying-
i'm sorry
and
it'll never work out
((nonono, you don't want to hear it))
so you put back up your |W|A|L|L|S| and smirk at him and say,
guess we're over then, huh?
and
can't say I'm not relieved.
and
well, it was fun while it lasted.
and
see you around, dreamer-boy
and
you're walking away,
with your streaked hair swishing behind you
and your hips swinging
and he's back to seeing the dangerous Dominique
((what happened to that kind, quiet girl?))
and you're back to those sharp edges and cutting glares
((no t`e`a`r`s for you))
because your Dominique Weasley and you're supposed to be invincible
