I've resided in many homes, in many cities and towns, in multiple countries, in my life I The first one I can remember was in Poland, a bright carpeted bedroom Where I would listen to poetry audiobooks as I drifted off to sleep I'd recite them by heart in the morning II When we first moved to Canada, we stayed a few nights in a motel room I thought it was the most exciting thing ever Eating Wendy's for dinner III There's a nostalgic bliss of all the time before my tenth birthday An innocence I can only strive for in my dreams Building forts from an old couch in my room IV Our very first house, but not much of a home A backyard that lacked grass and laughter No siderails leading to the basement V We never liked the view, leading to the driveway Maybe that's why our cat ran away And we got a new friend VI A blip in time, the cats multiplied A new house that wasn't meant to last On a crumbling foundation VII Teenage years spent sulking on the bed Laptop warming m