GM (01-09-89 / Chesterfield)

(3) House To House

A moment until I gather my thoughts,
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.

by Gary McPhail

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well done lookin good keep it up gazza