Okay...there's shiznuts going on in my life along with my friend's lives right now so I'm saying that I am sorry in advanced that this isn't a HP poem...well it could be if you looked at it in a sort of twisted way...

I Really Do Care
People you hate,
People you know,
Are trying to backstab you,
And it really does show,

I hate the way,
They think your their friend,
But when you read conversation,
You find out and then,

YOU FEEL LIKE RIPPING THEIR FREAKING HEAD OFF AND JUST WANT TO CRUSH EVERY ONE OF THEIR STUPID LITTLE NITWITT BONES,
AND YOU FEEL LIKE SCREAMING BUT YOU KEEP IT ALL IN, UNTIL YOU SPILL IT IN WRITING AND ONLINE,
AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW THIS ALL GOT STARTED...BUT YOUR GONNA MAKE THAT PERSON CERTAIN HOW IT'S GONNA END!!!!!!!!!

And then you look at the world,
And want to find all those people,
And use unforgivable curses,
And then you think to yourself,

DIE REYNA!!!!! DIE AND GO TO PLACES I WILL NOT MENTION!!!
DIE REYNA!!!!! DIE AND STAY OUT OF EVERYONE ELSES F***ING BUSINESS AND DIE A TERRIBLE DEATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!