Shooting Stars

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, a wish right now a wish right now.
Im Rose, 14, and I really could use a wish right now. My world has crashed down around me, and now I'm stuck in the rubble.I hide behind a 'cool kid' mask. I wear tough clothes, and a tough attitude to match.Girly? Not close. Leather jackets, spikes and combat boots. Friends? I drift on my own current. But behind the smiles, the carefree act, the tough girl attitude I struggle. I'm bullied. I'm abused. My dad left when I was 3 and hasn't been heard from since. My mom drinks and struggles to support us. I do basically everything possible to harm myself. My best friend forever turned into a not-so-best-friend-forever. I'm alone with no one to turn to, stuck in the chaos of an insecure 14-year-old.Just a little girl waiting for her happily ever after. I could use a wish right now, but with all the city lights in sight I'm not seeing any shooting stars.