What you know

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Teach me what I’m supposed to know, 
I can’t do that I told you so. 
As much as you beg and taunt and wish, 
It’s not like that, it’s more like this. 
It’s really not for me to tell, 
It’s paved out paths, so you can quell 
An anxious heart, or prying hiss, 
Of all the things you’d otherwise miss. 
Along the way, comes beauty’s door, 
So that you’re always wanting more. 
A smile, a laugh, a heart, a kiss. 
Sweet life can often be such bliss. 
Give me more and shut away hate
I can’t, I said, it is your fate. 
But why does time, but steep so low, 
Because it taught you all you know.