As I look around me at this world I made,

I see only shattered pieces of a person I was meant to be...

The daughter healthy and whole,

The social butterfly friend that was always there for you,

The bright kid with her whole life ahead of her....

I see what could have been.

And maybe if the world weren't a cold merciless place,

what would have been...

I watch the people around me,

My family and friends.

And as I look I see scars and sorrows,

Along with the survivors and the strong.

This world is full of such hardships,

betrayal and scorn.

And yet as I look around me,

I see that people still fight on.

While it is true that this world of ours may be cold and mean,

There are still many beautiful things here that I have seen.

And though I may be only a simple side effect,

I see the things that you can not through the eyes of a social reject.

Yes, I look around at this world I made.

And as shattered and beaten it may be,

 I realize there is no other world I'd rather see.

And that I am thankful for my little piece of infinity no matter how many numbers it may be. 

Written By A Slytherin.