The Heart And The Mind

w i s h

'make a wish'

they say

when you blow out a number of candles on an overly sweet birthday cake

but i knew that wishes were nonsense

that candles weren't wishing machines but sticks of wax that were a waste of a dollar and fifty cents

sometimes though

sometimes

i found myself thinking

that if wishes did come true i would be wasting all of my chances

so i wished

i wished for warm hugs and loving glances

i wish to be the perfect girl that people wanted to give those things to

i wished for a pretty boy, one who looked a lot like you

and now

well now i know that the pretty boy i wished for has a pretty rotten heart

one who spits on love and tears the world of art

and i know now that i dont have to wish to be perfect

i dont have to wish for anything except

for people to find the same happiness that i have found

in a warm and loving home, safe and sound