Places

This was from when I first moved. It was quite the jarring experience. Originally written February 2016.

The first place I had seen
Was my home
With a loving mother and father
She taught me not to cry when I fall
He taught me the magic of a simple basketball
They taught me what it meant to be the best.

The second place I had seen
Was my school
Full of friends
Full of enemies
Full of teachers
They taught me to expect only the best
And to live
And to explore
And to have fun.

The third place I had seen
Was my first year in college
I had gone in knowing nobody
I learned
And I cried
And I drank
And I worked
It taught me to be me.

The last place I had seen
I had found something
Something interesting
Something that could not be explained
That something was a someone
And that someone was ready to go to a new place.