A/N: I got bored again. Here's another poem.
Here I Am
Here I am,
Behind that damn curtain,
Possibly stuck for good.
I'm confused,
Am I dead?
Or am I alive?
Do I live,
Or simply cease to be?
Here I am,
Behind that damn curtain,
Possibly stuck for good.
Will I get back?
Or must I stay?
Do I have a choice?
Or none at all?
My name is Sirius Black,
The wrongly accused convict.
My name is Sirius Black,
The grim wannabe.
My name is Sirius Black,
Padfoot the Marauder.
Here I am,
Behind that damn curtain
Possibly for good.
I can remember what happened,
How could I forget?
My cousin pushed me through,
And now I'm stuck here.
Here I am,
Behind that damn curtain,
Possibly for good.
Here I am,
Behind that damn curtain,
Possibly for good.
Here I am.
A/N: Siri-poo! I think it's about time I got my feeling about Siri down. Now I have. Anyone wanna request who I do a poem for next? Any character at all I'll try and do.
I got reviews again! Woohoo!
UberSpiffySheep: Another Natalie! Another Natalie! Yay! Hehe! I'm glad you like my poetry. I probably should write more to make sure I don't forget how.
Ally: *blushes* You think so? Thanx!
