Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Harry Potter World.
I Know
People stopped stared,
when I came near.
Some called me savior,
while others called me fool.
I defeated him, Voldemort
you saw.
But what happened after that?
Where am I now?
Do you think of me?
Do you wonder where I am?
Do you care?
Where am I now?
I know you don't wonder.
I know you don't care.
I know you never think of me.
Because I'm always here.
I'm just behind you,
in the corner of your eye.
The one place you never look.
Out of sight out of mind.
That's why I'm saying good-bye.
For when I'm gone,
and you ask where I am,
no one will know.
Because no one really cared,
about the boy who saved them,
so many times before.
Because as far as your concerned,
I was never really there.
This is my first fan fiction poem so please review, flames accepted.