Wishful Thinking

November 9, 2014

I wish I knew how to paint,
Maybe then the world would have color.
I wish I knew how to write,
Maybe then words would mean something.
I wish I knew how to sing,
Maybe then my voice would be heard.
I wish I knew how to dance,
Maybe then my rhythm would be desirable.
I wish I knew how to love,
Maybe then my heart would be at ease.
I wish I knew how to live,
Maybe then my existence wouldn’t be nauseating.

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