I have a wish.  A wish to be free,  you see. A wish for the world to be greener, so that there is no better other side. A wish to be a writer so I can touch hears with words and not physical contact. Where it's not obscure for someone to say they love my words, and wish to read them again and again. A wish that I can be a writer so somebody will hear me. Somebody will listen to my opinions, and give a damn on who I am.
Where I will be able to let my feelings fly, without being called dramatic- but called a work of art. A masterpiece for my emotions. 

I have a wish.  
A real one.  
And it's near impossible.