Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the Lyrics from Affirmation. That honour goes to J.K. Rowling and Savage Garden.
Warning: Reference to abuse and suicide. Do Not Like Do Not Read.
My teachers when I was young never believed me. Attention seeking I was labelled, but of course I had to be when my relatives were such upstanding individuals who took in a poor orphan boy out of the kindness of their hearts. People are blind! That was when I lost all faith in authority figures – they see only what they want to see.
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
My friends never believed me when I finally told them. Called me a liar and other things, said I shouldn't say things like that because they weren't funny. I told them it was the truth, they told me I disgust them with such lies. It devastated me – their rejection - I don't have friends anymore and i sure as hell don't need them. They still expected me to save them though. They had once been like family.
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
The Headmaster and the professors like to see the good in everyone. They couldn't believe that such horror existed in the world. They even tried to reform Tom, and he was lost before he even started school. I never spoke to them ever again.
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye
Poppy believed me. I loved her more than I loved anyone before or after her. I met her when I was eleven and she was the first person to ever show me kindness, she even tried to adopt me but the old man put a stop to that. I loved her to her dying day.
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
Tom and his Death Eaters believed me, but then again a lot of them had similar childhoods. Of course then Tom had to kill Poppy, well that was stupid of him, we could have ruled the world. Instead I to kill him. The Death Eaters were mine now. I think Poppy would have been proud.
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
For ten years I was abused every single day. For the next five I was part of an ongoing war, I was the solution – the weapon – and every year they would send me back for my protection, to be abused again. I had so many names and expectations to live up to. I was the Freak, It, Boy, I was the Boy-Who-Lived, the Chosen One, the Archangel (for the Death Eaters) and so many more. I was never me.
I believe that life is one continuous cycle
My name is Harry Potter. I'm sixteen and have attempted suicide twice. I have been dying since the day my parents were murdered but nobody ever saw. Well three is a magic number after all. Maybe I can finally sleep. I'm Dying.
I believe the grass is greener on the other side
I'm Dead.
Author's Note
I wrote this shortly after the death of my cousin as you can probably guess it wasnt the happiest time for me. Reviews would be appreaciated as this is the first story I have published since my last account accidently got wiped out.