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The More You Know
Contributed by
ZiltzWiltz
on
Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 08:14:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Little girl sits alone
Wonders why her mommas acting so strange
She’s been in the kitchen
Drinking from that bottle all day
The little girl hates the bottle
For changing her momma so
And goes over the many plans
She’s made in her head to get rid of the foe
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end
Once Happy teen no older then 15 years
Sits alone in her room and cries so many tears
Wonders when it was she chose the wrong path
But just cant remember, just cant remember
Just cant remember anything at all
She wonders what life used to be like
When she didn’t depend on things to make her happy
Now she wishes shed be back where she was
When the days were always sunny
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end
Father of two sits alone in the dark
Contemplates where his life has gone
But cant get that far
Because it seems like he’s been living the same day
Over and over again
In this big-barred hell-hole prison
Thinks over the ways he can get out of this job
He hates it so much hates it so much
But just cant seem to come up with anything at all
So he figures he is stuck in life
Where he will never be happy again
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end
Little girl grows up
Just as ***** up as her momma
Hates herself, hates the whole world
Hates her momma as well
No matter how much she screams and she fights
Deep down she cries and she cries
And all she wants to hear
All she really wants to hear
Is a lullaby
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end
Teen doesn’t even get to see her sweet-sixteen
Hates what she has done so much
And she’s stuck in the dream
Of not having to live with the decisions she made
So she made this cut
the very last cut that she would have to make.
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end
Father of two won’t say a word anymore
Sits and stares while his children wonder where he has gone
Mother cries to herself wondering what’s gone wrong
Two little girls have lost their daddy they loved
And even though they can see him sitting in his favorite chair
They know that in reality
He isn’t really there.
And it goes to show
The more you know
The more you wish you’d figured out less
In the end.
Copyright ©
ZiltzWiltz
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2004-11-18 20:14:49]
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Re: The More You Know
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by Rxqueen on
Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 08:22:56 PM AEST
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Wow, that was amazing. I don't know what else to say... You write beautifully!
Once Happy teen no older then 15 years
Sits alone in her room and cries so many tears
Wonders when it was she chose the wrong path
But just cant remember, just cant remember
Just cant remember anything at all
She wonders what life used to be like
When she didn’t depend on things to make her happy
Now she wishes shed be back where she was
When the days were always sunny This one hit me that hardest! I always wonder where it was I took the wrong road... |
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