If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.
I yearn for a life better than mine
I rely on shooting stars and dandolians to determain my fate
because im too depressed to take charge of my reality
I know I am luckier than some but I cant help fantasizing
I wish I was prettier
I wish I had more money
I wish my body didnt look like this
I wish my teeth were whiter
I wish I was sm...
I am a million peices scattered in front of you
no reference photo
or instructions on how to arrange me
I appear as a mess
with no outcome
I used to be a beautiful mural
but peices of me started to be worn down
and disconnect
as I got older
I became less and less structured
and I cant seem to figure out how to put myself back together....