Still Forgotten But Not Broken by Regina Pate

She started walking through the woods one day
One day became one week
one week became one month
One month became one year
one year became several
Several years had pass her by before she stopped and wondered

Wondered how she got here
and how she was going to get home
she had forgotten to leave a trail
to find her way home
and she didn't really care

there she goes again
and again
without making any marks
or any sense

But she pays no attention
because she thinks it's not real any way
what does it matter one day
I can be on top of the world

the next day
I can be off in the wood again
to search for what I am looking for
but either way

she is content
and it is expected
and anticipated
why should it be any different
than before

it can't
she wouldn't know what to do
her whole fucked up world would fall
apart, as shitty as it is
it is still her world
and it is all she knows

she doesn't know
how to fit into a world
were you have two of everything
or talk about someone as if they are a part of it

she is a stranger, just passing through
and may pass by again someday
they will forget they every meet her
and won't remember her name

and she will sit and write
and learn to play their games
she will dot her eyes
and cross her tees
but then she will go and get lost through the trees

what will she do
what will she say
the same story
different day

yeah OK your cute,
OK one more day
you can stay
good bye
good looking

better put something behind that cute smile
a smile will go a mile
but self reliance
get self defiance

be more than just a cute smile in a dress
the lesson of today:

if i had to sum it up in one line or two what ever i would say it would have to be pay attention

be polite, have a cute smile, and PAY ATTENTION:

SHE STARTED WALKING THOUGH THE WOODS ONE DAY ONE DAY BECAME ONE WEEK ONE WEEK BECAME ONE MONTH ONE MONTH BECAME ONE YEAR ONE YEAR BECAME SEVERAL...HERE I GO AGAIN I WONDER WHY THOUGHT I WAS HAPPY SO WHY AM I CRYING LAUGHING OUT LOUD WATERY EYES A SMILE ALWAYS I DO UNDERSTAND WHAT IS NOT TO UNDERSTAND

Dear Heavenly Father, I'm sorry to bother
I need you now, I really do
Can you lift me up, and love me too?

Someday daddy you'll accompany me
patiently wondering when that will be

all my life and even now i remain invisible don't ask me how

I am sorry its so long, you don't have to read it in one day, take it out when you need it its really OK

I didn't have to fix it thats not what I do
I write till its stop hurting and then I'm threw

If you want to understand you can fix it how you want
I hope you understand my words, I tried to be blunt

I still don't feel better
as I sit and write this letter

but you go on ahead and I'll be fine
I don't want to come back up this time

Can you find the reason to this rhyme?

OK so what dummy, Get out
I know I am still stuck on mother goose
Go ahead, call me Dr. Seuss

I learn my lessons in Rhyme
maybe you otta try it sometime

Writing nursery rhymes are no fun so you say
but this is one game I know you will wanna play

Riddle me this:

what crawls on it's belly in the morning
walks on all fours in the afternoon
and walks upright in the black of night?

Repeat the rhyme find the reason
nows the time, tis the season

Many have met there fate trying to solve this one
Is it really worth it?
No, no it's not,
not even a little bit!

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Still Forgotten But Not Broken
by Regina Pate (Age: 29)
copyright 11-17-2005

Age Rating: 18 to 127

Prose-n-Poetry.com

Still Forgotten But Not Broken by Regina Pate (Age: 29) copyright 11-17-2005 Age Rating: 18 to 127

Still Forgotten But Not Broken
by Regina Pate (Age: 29)
copyright 11-17-2005

Age Rating: 18 to 127