here i sit, as pensive as can be

wondering why no one wants to be friends with me

they say i’m intimidating, i scare people away

that’s why they don’t approach me or stop to say hey.

but really, i tell you i have built a wall

that’s hardly as large as i am tall

and i’m small, i tell you, not even five foot two

but when people mention my name, everyone chimes “who?

the girl who thinks she’s so much better than us?

the one who i hate, just like you must?”

but i swear to you, i’m no better than the rest

insignificant, in fact, no where near the best.

just like you, i have my daily struggles

no magic here, we’re all just muggles…