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!