When I sit, I go everywhere

But when I stand I end up in the same place I started 

The same look in my eyes reflects from the glare

The glare from the reflection of the never ending past

The promises and love that never last

Everything that effects me is like a rash, that I can't get rid of

I never though life was a fairytale because as a child I had to put my childhood in my

back pocket as I hopped on that bus on the road back and forth from problems

Problems my mom ran away from instead of solving them 

Was it the love that made her run?

Or was it the games she played for fun?

But I would look at her right after and ask "Mommy when are we going home?"

But now the question that lingers is where is my home?

Now that im 17 and wishing that my life was normal

I sit and go everywhere but still stand up in the same place I started. 

It's clear that there is no rule book on parenting 

And there is also no book titled "Step-by-Step: Dealing with your life problems the

right way"

So then home became wherever you where.

But at a young age I lost you and my home too.

And at an even younger age two became one

So when i sit and go everywhere i make a pit stop at my future and tell the future

me ...

"You have to give them what you didn't have!" 

Sometimes I wonder if I'm ungrateful because what I do possess

most people don't

But that wasnt my choice

Life shouldn't have periods

Because the semi-colon was there to protect that 

The rain was there to save that child from that itsy-bitsy spider

That ladder was there to help you reach higher and higher

But when I close my eyes I feel alone

I see a stage with one spotlight on me and a chair behind but afraid to sit down 

because its that chance that it wont hold me up

So when I'm done with my journey going everywhere

I realize that I went nowhere

Because I feel like I have no one

But that semi-colon was there

behind "Life isn't fair;..."