I Used To Be
I used to be happy I'd
Laugh and joke,
But now I just lie here
Sick and broke,
I used to be loved I'd
Smile and play,
But now I just watch you
Day by day,
I used to be brave I'd
Fight and slaughter,
But now I just sit here
Tight in the corner,
I used to be Harry I'd
Talk and live,
But now I just die here
Why should I live?
Harry sighed sadly at his poem, no one cared about him anymore not that they ever had, they only cared about their hero not the person under the mask. Not since he had won the war, everyone had left him alone with his memories, some had died the others just didn't care. He was no longer Harry James Potter, he was just a shadow of what he could have been but wasn't.
