Ignored by the Ignorant

The world seemed darker now, disillusioned if I may say so myself. From a young age you think the world is a perfect place, with mythical creatures, fairies, elves, mermaids, pirates, wizards. Only as you get older, the world disappoints, it is a low fat chocolate cake with a cherry on top, looks and sounds mouth watering, the cherry is sweet and tasteful, and then the best part, the chocolate cake, only it tastes horrid, the lack of taste and flavour, it sounds amazing, but tastes disgusting. It is like the world, at first look, smell, taste, all you can think about is how amazing life will be, but what you think will be the best bit, the thing to remember forever, is the one thing you want to forget, the look as your life falls down around you, the smell that engulfs you is one that turns your stomach, one that you never want to smell again but smell everyday when you come to the same conclusion as you have every day since you opened your eyes to the darkness for the first time, there is no true goodness in the world, just lies, pain, and broken heartedness as you discover that there is no light in the world, because at some point, every light has to go out. The taste is one you will never forget, the foul taste of the pain of what you have discovered, the salt from the tears you've shed. The world is no place for the innocent, maybe when you're young, but not when you grow up, and realise all you have to hold onto is lies, the lies you've told yourself, the lies others have told you, the lies you hear people telling other people. We live on lies, we feed off of them, but then, we die from them too. And that is why I am stood on the ledge of this bridge, the darkness of the night hiding my presence from any passing people, the lies becoming too much, the pain, my own thoughts, knowing all that I know, having seen all that I have seen, knowing that when I go home I will be ignored, and then when I return to Hogwarts, I will be laughed at, be beaten up, be made fun of. No one cares for me, and so I will give them nothing to care for, with one last look over my shoulder, I step off of the side, falling into the depths of the darkness below, all to say that I had hit the water was the coldness that eloped me, the pain of the stinging from the force of me hitting it, I smiled as sunk into the unknowing, knowing I'd be free and the pain would be no more...