I lived in a trailer for 8 years, what a home
But it was where all the friends I had ever known
Were and had grown
So I never felt alone

My sister had joked about moving with ease
I would wail with this release
"Walls, don't leave me
I would die from sadness, please"

It didn't matter how I would plead
That joke became a reality
But I didn't cry or die or bleed
This byzantine struggle was to much for me to see
Such a blocking aquamarine, as if I was cast to sea

I felt isolated
Cold and inundated
In Alcatraz with Mom at my aunt's
My bubble burst in my face
In this, my own, absolute zero space
Left to read or watch TV
Just to play in solitary

I flowed onto more houses
Like water spilled on the floor
Setting down emotions at every new door

I was running out of steam
And so of course it almost became no thing
Moving more than I have fingers
Almost no feelings that linger

I moved mostly in one city
But as a kiddie one mile may as well be forty
Close didn't bring me friends, see-

There's no chance I could speak to past me
But if I could, I would say "just be glad to be"
To love your mom, even without daddy
Life isn't a tragedy
So don't water it down to just what could be
Just be glad to be
These movements were just opportunities
Your life will form, one day you'll see
If you're water then boil it down to these
Love, friends, transient, but not yourself, just be-
Just be glad to be