Sometimes I wish...
Sometimes I wish I had my mother's strength.
Sometimes I wish I had my brother's love.
Sometimes I wish I had my sister's passion.
Sometimes I wish I had my father's heart.
Sometimes I wish, I wasn't everything that I am.
Some days I hope, I'd be a lot less me than I am.
Sometimes I pray, I'd be better at being who I am.
Some days I play around with the idea of how unworthy I am.
Sometimes it hits me, I'm no one but a mix of all the things in all the wrong proportions.
Some days I realize, whoever I am, I'll always be bound by my fate and surrounding notions.
Sometimes I wish, I was someone who was worthy of their time and attention.
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Platonic.
PoetryLife, as we know it, is a mess of words and expressions and fantasies. Who are you really behind closed doors? a nobody, a wanna be, a silent killer. Sometimes, our most cherished realities become our greatest hypocrisies. This is not a story of lov...