I wished upon a wishing well,
That the grass was greener on the other side.
I wished upon a wishing well,
That my smile wasn't forced, wasn't faked.
I wished upon a wishing well,
That the pain in my chest would disappear.
I wished upon a wishing well,
That I could heal my scars.
I wished upon a wishing well,
That fate would take it's course.
I wished upon a wishing well,
That all I could see was joy.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And found I was surrounded by neatly cut blades of green.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And never forced a smile again.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And found my heart had decayed, never to feel pain again.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And all my scars withered away.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And found that fate had taken it's course.
I wished upon a wishing well,
And found my joy, six feet under and I finally got all my wishes.
