It's all you've ever known,
The last thing you would think to let go of.
You've had ups and downs,
Moved there and around.
Thought that last time was the last time,
But it never truly is.
The cycle continues
And things change
And once the old and familiar
Becomes the painful and unbearable
You pack your bags and leave
All you have ever known.
wrote this when i found out my mom was considering moving out of our house.
fourth time's the charm.
review if you can appreciate how amateur and forced the rhymes are.