Dried Tears are Something to Cry About

Dried Tears are Something to Cry About

A Poem by Annica Nadie
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A song I wrote in the middle of the night... It was going to be called either 'Violence,' 'Handcuffs,' or 'Change,' but I thought this name made the most sense - oddly enough.

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She's screaming again

We all know what's happening

We all know what's happening to her

Such a pity

All these lies

All this violence

 

I predict that a gunshot will ring out at 4 'o clock in the morning

The house will be empty

Bloodstains covering the floor

 

When all she wanted was more

He took it out on her and she never did anything wrong

Except for now

No one ever expected to see Perfect Patricia in handcuffs

But it sure does make a change

 

What a change

 

And then around the corner

Don't forget about little Tommy Parker

Straight A student

Never broke the rules

They found a gun in his locker

And a bomb in his backpack

 

I predict that he'll be buried six feet under in a cemetary

Along with 15 other students

And about a dozen of the teachers

 

They found him lying on the bleachers

A second gun in his hand

And a bloody letter in the other

Addressed to his mother

Saying he was so sorry

No one ever expected Tommy to try to burn the school to the ground

But it sure does make a change

 

What a change

What a change

 

You know sometimes

I feel like the world is crashing down

Pieces falling all around

Why can't we just stop

 

1...2...3...Let's go

 

Patricia will never be perfect

She occasionally burns the meatloaf

And Tommy doesn't like the pressure

It was crushing him, and he fell from grace

 

I'll say it again

 

Patricia will never be perfect

She occasionally burns the meatloaf

And Tommy doesn't like the pressure

It was crushing him, and he fell from grace

 

Are you happy now?

 

Are you happy now?

 

Are you happy that a chance at a regular life will be gone?

 

All gone...

 

You'll find me sitting at the bus stop

Playing my guitar

And writing this song

Singing about

How we need to get along

 

~Fin.

© 2008 Annica Nadie


Author's Note

Annica Nadie
Please ignore any spelling mistakes; I did my best to fix them! Also please try to be constructive with your critisism!

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wow... as a parent it shook me to the core.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Annica Nadie
Annica Nadie

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