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....