Once Again

The shock of leaving, again

Saying goodbye to my “not so close” friends, again

Packing up my nicer clothes and beaten-up furniture, again

Sleeping on the same old carpet, again

Getting in the car, again 

Sleeping on an uncomfortable hotel mattress, again 

Throwing up by the side of the road, again 

Arriving at an empty, newly-cleaned house, again 

Sleeping on the new but same old carpet, again

Unpacking all of my nicer clothes and more beaten up furniture, again 

Arriving at a new school and trying to make some “not so close friends,” again

The shock of being in a new place, again 

Finally, that lonely feeling is back once again