I wrote this list months ago when I changed the person I was into
someone I loved finally. Some of these are just plain out foolish, but others I put some thought into.
I wish...
that all my friends were around all the time so that I'd never be lonely (but then, I guess
they would have to have no lives in order to do that)
that ignorance would stop breeding so rapidly.
that it were easy to just get things over with and do what I want.
that nobody would have to suffer innocently like they do.
that everybody I love could understand how much I do.
that I could understand where I am coming from so that I could process all my thoughts.
that robotics were more versatile.
that people wouldn't always look depressed
that for one day, I could see myself from another person's view just to see where I'm
messing up.
that I knew for sure that God is listening to my prayers.
that I had permission to learn the way I'd like to rather than have all the wrong information
poured into my brain over twelve years.
that all my friends who are sad within could know that people do care about their problems.
that all the people I've made fun of before could know that I'm sorry, even if most of them I
don't know anymore.
that people didn't avoid me when I look like I'm in a bad mood (because 3/4 of the time,
I'm not)
that I was able to share my serious poetry with others without having people expect
something fake and humorous out of me.
that I could define my emotions.
that I could fall in love.
that I could forget that things like love hurt more than I would like to believe.
that crying didn't have to be so painful.
that Weezer had to write a new song for every day of the year.
that dreams could be controlled and the warming feeling that you get from a good one
could stay with you throughout the day to remind you that there is some hope in your heart.
that I could make someone happy.
that I could take pleasure out of the favours I do for others that are never noticed.
that my cat will never die.
that growing up didn't involve having to make sacrifices
that heartaches were only what they sounded like.