To be seasoned

My placements change like the seasons

As I'm blown like a leaf upon porch to porch for various reasons

I'm still unwanted this winter as well like last fall

Oh the homes, Iv been through them all 

Still managing to surprisingly stay sane and stand a little tall

Minus the pleading screams but none that the caseworker would believe 

So when that caseworker's here you fake that smile 

And like they always say its only for a little while 

So I'll endure as I'm slowly being broken 

Praying for the day to come 

When I won't have to be seasonally pawned and tokened