I wish

I wish.... that my skin didn't feel like molasses.
I wish I was her. Her from your past. The pretty one.
The funny one. The smart one.

I wish.... My food didn't taste like watered pasta.
I wish I wasn't me. The bland one. The homely one.
The one filled with teen angst.

I wish.... I didn't feel like I was falling.
I wish I could stand and not feel like I was coping.
Then I fall. Then I fall. And its dark.

I wish.... For nothing. Because in everything I wish,
I know that I am sliding further from reality. Into
the world I have created.


Into the world in which I don't have to wish. I just am.