When you wish for a thing? Does it come true? When you see a shooting star, whispering your dreams, Will it happen? When you do something, is it by will or by force? Do you consider their thoughts or you think to yourself? When the sun sets, and the moon showed up, is it a beautiful scenery? When you look around, is it dull? Or is it lively? I am a girl, with so much wonders. I observe, yet I still gain nothing. I found a way, it's to write. Poems and stories, connected through a string. Finding the story in every poems, And looking for the poem in every stories.