Traveling through the nights alone,

I am an outcast of society,

Not cared for,

So on I went,

Traveling through the nights alone.

It was my only choice.

I always said,

Should I ever meet one of them,

I would pay them my utmost respect.

Now I am one of them,

And I am met with no respect at all.

Instead I am shunned by the entire world,

Treated like a parasite.

The sad irony of this all,

Is that I was once a hero,

Against my will revered by all.

I have fallen from stardom

Into the deepest hell of solitude,

Forced, forever.

So tonight upon the hour of my leaving,

I bid to you, my childhood friends, farewell,

For I may never see the light of day again,

And maybe it is better so as well.

So now I'm going

Forevermore,

And leave to you the memories,

Of adventures lived,

Until we meet again someday,

Somewhere in eternity.

Farewell.

Harry James Potter.