(3) House To House
A moment until I gather my thoughts,
by Gary McPhail
I need to remember my past,
Moving from house to house in so little time,
Becoming a confused child from the last laugh.
Different from the rest,
Lost in a corner, sitting in a wall
Don’t let me move again
Because Ignorance is an emotion I can’t stand any more.
A new friend I have
Thanks for saying hi,
A trick played behind my back
I never did say bye.
I tried to outgrow this feeling of being lost,
But each day it grew worse,
We moved so many times because
There was no money in my mums purse.