Would you believe it if I told you? If I told that the sky was grey would
you listen? No. You would listen but you wouldn't hear. You can look but
you never see and you talk but you never say anything at all. Never. That's
why I hate you, because you look at the bruises but you don't see them, you
listen to the blood rushing in your ears but you don't hear it. And you say
stop but you never mean it, you never say anything that means anything. You
talk with your mouth closed. And one day you'll fall with out being pushed.
Draco
Draco
