Outside



And you bring me to my knees

All this time that I could beg you please

All the times that I felt insecure

And I leave my burdens at the door

I'm on the outside

I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Inside you're ugly

Ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

All this time that I felt like this wont end

Was for you

And I taste what I could never have

It's from you

All those times that I tried

My intentions

Full of pride

And I waste more time than anyone

I'm on the outside

I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Cause inside you're ugly

Ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you

All the times that I cried

All this wasting

It's all inside

And I feel all this pain

Stuffed it down

It's back again

And I lie here in bed

All alone

I cant help what I feel

Tomorrow will be okay

I'm on the outside

I'm looking in

I can see through you

See your true colors

Inside you're ugly

Ugly like me

I can see through you

See to the real you





I don't think he knows how beautiful he is. I have been watching him for years, his grey eyes, Silver hair, and his sexy smirk. I love everything about him. I see the way he watches her. Kala Nott, my best friend, my worst enemy. It's kind of ironic when I think about it. He knows nothing of her, her pettiness, her misleading, and her insecurities.

I watch him, follow him, worship him. I try to be everything he wants, but I don't know what that is. I can change, anything. everything.

Draco, I love him, hate him, adore him, despise him. My emotions go from one extreme to the other. He doesn't see me for what I am. I am everything he could ever need. His family approves of me; I am wealthy, pretty, loving. But he doesn't see these qualities. All he sees is Pansy, nothing more or less.

I know of Draco, his past, present, and future. I know his fears, goals, hopes, and dreams. I know why he hates his father and why he adores his mother. I know he prefers caramel to chocolate, silver to gold, Parties to banquets. I know everything. I send him letters, he doesn't acknowledge them. Never has he looked at me, truly looked, for if he had, he would have seen more.

He would see a lonely little girl, loving a boy, struggling to survive. I live in constant sorrow. I read his journal, you know. He finds it fairish to keep a diary, but does so anyway, calling it his Journal. He truly cares for her, Kala. She is in love with Ron Weasley, and Draco hates him for it. She is the same as I, Death Eater spawn, pureblood, and proud. She does have one thing I don't have. Draco hangs on her every word.

He writes of me as well, but as on the same level of Crabbe and Goyle, there to show his power. He just expects me to be there, forever. Sure, he'll probably marry me, but only because he can't have her. I am just Pansy, always just pansy. Honestly, If he would stop looking at her, and look at me, He would see I have much to hide.





A/N: How did you like? This is to be two chapters, maybe three if I do an epilogue. Next Chapter will be Ginny's take on Harry. If people can give me more people who long for other people, maybe I could write more? I put the Lyrics to Outside on here because I, like Pansy and Ginny, Love someone who can't notice me. I feel Outside best describes the feeling. If you disagree, just think of it as a pretty song that you all should love. It's by Staind, by the way. Review!