A/N: I was bored, so I wrote this. No really reason behind it though.
Far Away
He's far away from it now,
Far away from the pain,
Given the chance
He died for me.
I wish he hadn't,
It's all my fault he's gone,
Why don't I listen?
Why do I bring pain wherever I go?
He's far away from it now,
Far away from the pain.
Wish I could join him there.
Wish I could join him for good.
Why does this always happen to those I cherish?
Why does it happen to them?
Maybe I should leave
And never come back
So they would truly be better off.
He's far away from it now,
Far away from the pain.
Given the chance,
I'd join him there,
But I must stay until my work is done.
I'm the one who must kill the Dark Lord,
Or be killed by him.
I always wondered why he attacked me,
And now I know the truth.
I'm the one who must kill the Dark Lord,
Or be killed by him.
And I always asked myself
Why me?
Now I know the truth.
I'm Harry Potter,
The Boy Who Lived,
Or The Boy Who Won't Die,
Depending who you ask.
He's far away from it now,
Far away from the pain.
Given half a chance I'd join him there,
But I must stay 'til the end.
A/N: What? I was bored? Everyone should know I do stuff like this when I'm bored.
