I am forced to move from place to place.
We can not confront our problems, face to face.
I ran away from lonliness,
trying to look for happiness.
I found it moving in with my dad.
It's the best time I've ever had.
But now hes moving us.
"Youre losing your friends?
Well that's too bad.
This is something we must do,
you have to understand"

This city is where i came out of my shell.
This city is where i  first heard the sweet chime of bells.
This city is where i had my first kiss.
This city has a lot of people i will miss.
I'm soon going to be the "new kid" again.
All of this depression is only in my head.
But moving is still something i greatly dread.
"I'll miss you" has been overly and unbelievably said.
I hope I'll be remembered by my real friends.
I'm moving on to new places.
I"m going to have to meet more new faces.
I'm leaving behind people that I've grown to love.
One year here wasn't enough.
Take my brothers, sisters, stepmom and me away  with you dad.
Maybe someday I'll understand.

I've found my oasis.
Now it's time to find yours,
even though it means that I won't have mine anymore.