sometimes...
Sometimes.
Sometimes I wish I could hold back my tears every time I say goodbye to people I love.
Sometimes I wish I was numb. Numb from all the pain in my heart.
Sometimes I wish I had a cold hard heart or none at all. By then there will be nothing to break.
Sometimes I wish I never existed. It would be easier to let go of this world because I would have never known there was one.
Sometimes I wish that staring in empty space would get me somewhere.
Sometimes I wish I was better. Whatever that means.
Sometimes I wish I make sense to myself.
Sometimes I wish I could fall. Fall in an abyss of emptiness and not be aware of it.
Sometimes I wish to run away. Just run. Run away from myself.
Sometimes I wish I knew what I’m doing. Why I’m doing it.
Sometimes I wish I knew how to love.
Sometimes I wish I could be the best. Whatever that means.
Sometimes I wish I was happy.
Sometimes I wish I was content with being my true self.
Sometimes I wish I know how to go on with my life.
Sometimes I wish I could get rid of this feeling of emptiness and longing—for you.
Sometimes I wish to not wish anything else at all.
Sometimes I wish I knew just how to love the people I love.
Sometimes i wish i was thin.
Sometimes I wish I did not care that I am fat.
Sometimes I wish i don't procrastinate.
Sometimes I wish I just didn't not care--at all.
Sometimes I wish I can hold your hand.
Sometimes I wish you were here with me.
Sometimes I wish I could dream a wonderful dream without ever waking up from it.
Sometimes I wish I ate moderately
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