Those Childhood Memories and the Thanks you can provide.
It's not my problem anymore
You see it never really was
So you can stop 'caring' as you call it
and I'll be fine right here
Draco sits on the lonely
sidewalk of the Malfoy mansion. My father off again, too involved in the Dark
Arts to take the time to talk to his son. Abashed to have a son like I. Never
was I loved. He bought me nice things but there was never any love and
consideration put into them. Always those cold silver eyes that look down at me
and keep me in order, if I weren't so strong I'd cry. Maybe these things make
me so bitter. Never been loved… But I'll have friends that care not just the
idiots who stand around and stare. Friends that care and make me happy when I'm
down, I'll try extra hard to achieve this, I'll do it on my own, no bribes.
You see that I can play a pretty convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think I need you
~*~*~*~*~
But you see through my forever lies
And you are not believing
And I see in your forever eyes
That you are forever healing
Ron Weasley sits atop his bed and looks out of the window
starring at the sunset. I have it good here, better than others. Look at
Neville no parents to go home too. Harry hasn't have parents either, and I bet
Draco's father isn't the least loving. But here I am, parents, brothers, and a
sister. But I'm easily overlooked. Not much money, second hand stuff is all.
Harry being famous and Hermione the smartest. But they're my best friends, and
I'll stay by their sides. Easily overlooked but they are always there.
You see that I can play a pretty convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think I need you
~*~*~*~*~
You can't hear what I'm not saying
And I can hold out long enough
Treading water I keep from sinking
I'm not one for reaching
Harry Potter looks at the confining room at the Dursleys. The
Dursleys wouldn't care if I died. They probably have a party if I did. I miss
the parents I had, how much they could have helped. I don't care about being
famous, with this scar on my forehead, it wouldn't even matter, I like my
parents instead. How lucky everyone else is, with the loving homes they got.
But I have all this, friends that care, and a godfather who is always there. If
I think and look at this more closely, I'd see I'm lucky. Even though no one
can help, this missing piece of my heart, which left when my parents died.
You see that I can play a pretty convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think I need you
~*~*~*~*~
Deny myself, deny my heart
Deny your hand, deny your help
and you offer me eternity
but why should I buy that?
Hermione Granger looks out of her bedroom at the night sky,
and puts down her books. I have everything good, there's nothing, which I could
excel. Grades, Parents, Friends. But I cheat myself out on the things I have,
not taking the time to say thanks. I
deny all help. I stand-alone, I'll do it all myself, I'm the one that can
change which I want. I have everything I want, anything you give me I'll turn it
down. For now I'll protect my friends, the ones who are at my side, and even
watch over my enemies like Draco since I know he's had a hard life.
You see that I can play a pretty convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think I need you
~*~*~*~*~
***The people Draco, Ron, Harry, and Hermione are all from
the HP Series. The Song is from Jars of Clay. But the Story is Mine, Thanks
Hope you liked it.***