A poem from Draco's POV

[istne_pieklo]

I'm not really into rap except Eminem (and not all of his songs). Guess this comes from my current depression and listening to too much of 'Like Toy Soldiers' and 'No Apologies'. ;)
This poem is companion to my multi-chaptered H/D fic 'Cui Prodest'.

Sometimes I want it to be different,
I want peace, I want home, I want family…

But I’m a fighter and I can’t turn back,

Even if I’m down I won’t stay on a rack.

You can watch me indifferently,

But I won’t shed a tear for you,

I won’t bow down to you,

I won’t tell you I’m sorry

Even when I know my words have hurt you so bad -

The one I’d like to love but love is forbidden!

I don’t need your pity!

I’m a Slytherin, I’m a con man for magic.

I won’t take your hand, it doesn’t get any better…

If I run I’ll write you a letter

So that you know how I hated you but hate is no longer what drives me.

I’ll start it all over if I survives this.

There were times I didn’t have to run,

Didn’t have to connect my life with the Chosen One.

Now the fear builds up inside me,

I’m supposed to fight but my gun is empty,

My knives are blunt and my wand is broken.

The Mark on my wrist is the only token

Of what’s about to happen; just know that I’m not sorry.

I’m the hero with no fear.

Life has turned its back on me.

Look at me, tell me: what do you see?