Conjuring Clouds

Emotion after emotion hit me like bricks making indents on my skin

To others I am like glass

Invisible, but there

Some say I’m a mannequin

Steady and present

Therefore I wish for myself to be seen, to be heard

I wish myself to stand out and not be knocked down

I wish that I wasn’t there for amusement and acting

I wish I wasn’t short so no one could call me names

-I wish..I wish I was more..I was heard and not held silent, not standing behind my friends in a photo

But lastly I wish that my greatest friends stay because they are a subject that is important.

If only there were an endless wishing Star because if wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.

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