Disclaimer: it mentions HP once. and I just use a name. so if you can't tell which part I don't own, GET YOUR HEAD EXAIMED!
The fallen don't rise.
That's what they tell me.
The fallen cannot come back.
It's what they teach me.
The fallen cannot be helped.
Words they all live by.
The fallen are outcast from us, and not to have their presence acknowledge. Those who start to head down their path must be ignored till they also become the fallen, and then forgotten. This preserves our peaceful way of life and does nothing to threaten it.
The fallen don't rise.
That statement has what led me down my road in life. That statement consumes me, eats me up inside, shreds my sanity into pieces. That statement forces me to be who I am. This unhealthy obsession has haunted me all my life. It the force behind every action I have ever made.
I see the fallen, and not past them. I see their lives and their paths that brought them there. And some say that is how I have risen over the many years of my life.
But have I risen? Or is that something I tell myself because the rest of the world is no longer comes close to the level I'm at?
I've fallen.
It's true; I have fallen. It might look like I've risen, but I have really fallen. I fell because I did not oblige the unwritten social rules that society has placed on everyone since they are born.
I have not fallen down, I have fallen up, and that makes me be revered. I try and help everyone, those staying perfect aligned with society, those on the spiraling path to being a fallen, the fallen, and those who try and rise above the society. There're few of the latter, and many of the first. The masses just want to stay put, not make trouble or gamble with too big of a pot. The masses, also, never keeps an open mind.
They say the damned stay damned, but good men can turn evil. If good can turn evil, why can't evil turn good? Why must they make life a one-way street, when so many people try and go the opposite way?
The fallen cannot be helped. Words they all live by. However, I am not them. I will never be them. And they can never be me, for they are they and I am I.
And just who am I? Some say the greatest wizard that ever lived. I prefer what my mother called me. Albus Dumbledore.