It's amazing.People can be so mean,so wrong so...unknowing.

Harry paced his pivate room,smoking a fag and listening to Smile Empty Soul.His stash was runnig low and he need to go back into muggle London this weekend.He needed something to take his mind off of all his problems so he(like many other people)turned to drugs and alcohol.

I've been scared and lonely
I've asked myself
Is something wrong with you
My girlfriend told me
I need some time alone to deal with issues

But hey,he was having fun right?He was free right?He was living right?Well,the answer to all those questions is no.Harry had nothing and no one.He had his bottle and his apple flavored papers.That was all he had.That was Harry Potter.

But something makes me carry on
It's difficult to understand
Why I always wanna fight

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom
Of a bottle


Harry drank his problems away.Temporary fix yes but at least somewhat affetive.At least he could survive.And thats what he was doing.Surviving.

You may be asking why?Why Harry Potter?Our Golden Boy?Well,it started with Draco.Harry loves Draco more than anything in the world.Draco doesn't care.When Harry opened up to Draco and told him his feelings,Draco pushed him away,said he wasn't 'bloddy queer' and that he'd rather go out with that mudblood Granger than to date Harry Potter.This caused some serious damage to Harry.Now,he's a cutter/smoker/pothead/dealer/alcoholic.Yep,Our Harry's done it all.Now he's turned to cocaine because weed doesn't give him that lift anymore.People ask him whats wrong...but he's stopped talking.


You always call me
And ask me how I make it through the day
I'm always fallin'
I guess it's just God's way of
Makin' me pay

But something makes me carry on
It's difficult to understand
Why I always wanna fight

I do it for the druuuuuugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom
Of a bottle


Harry faces his battles,but he has severe weak moments and he always falls.It takes all his strength to not die.All his will to not care.He can't care anymore or else he will die.Things may sound overly dramatic,but this is Harry's world.


I do it for the druuuuuuugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom
Of a bottle

When I-
I wonder why I try
And I -
Wonder why I bother
And I -
I wonder why I cry
Why I -
I go through all this trouble

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom
Of a bottle

I do it for the drugs
I do it just to feel alive
I do it for the love
That I get from the bottom
Of a bottle