Screaming
There she goes again, one little fault and it's all my fault
Why, god, did my parents have to die and leave me here?
Here with these evil relations?
I don't love them because they don't love me
I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare,
My year five teacher is more loving than my nasty aunt.
Guess what? I had another dream last night,
You wouldn't believe of what, well it's this really pretty girl, see
She had fiery red hair and dark brown eyes
And she smiled at me and reached her hand towards me
And then – 'HARRY!' aunt Petunia wants her breakfast
It's all screaming here
Screaming…
Screaming…
Screaming…
Screaming…