Andrew Shannon Poet I do not know?

Square One

Always the new kid with no friends
Every time we moved, my heart was shot
Never getting the time or love to mend
And back to Square One, I’d have to start

Walls were built up, stone barriers to my soul
Every time I began to let anyone in again
Just to learn I’m on the move again

There’s pieces of me, scattered many miles apart
Friends who don’t know me, but I remember them
Acquaintance with the whole world, who has no one
They all moved on with their lives
And back to Square One, I’d start

Many nights alone, the formative years
Witnessing the slow decay of a family
As the other kids played
A young man’s eyes filled with tears

Loneliness had it’s way with me
It gripped my heart and soul
Relentlessly, and to this day
Never gave up control

My loving mother, frustrated by the news
My father always brought
That we were bound again to move
And back to Square One, I’d have to start

I’m an outcast even though I’m not
Time made me one, I had no choice
And the harsh circumstances
I never got a chance, had no voice

There’s pieces of me, scattered many miles apart
Friends who don’t know me, but I remember them
Acquaintance with the whole world, who has no one
They all moved on with their lives
And back to Square One, I’d start

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B. Maxine Revolution August 5, 2014 at 1:10 AM I know exactly how you feel, always feeling a detachment from people and no luxury of life long friends. Nicely captured! I hope you are able to get to square to someday! R.R.