Blue Spaghetti

I wish some people would stop bugging me.

I wish people could understand my wrecked-up mind.

I wish I could read other wrecked-up minds.

I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener. Then everyone would be in love with me.

I wish I could read faster.

I wish I had longer hair right now. (Haircut=meh....)

I wish Heaven was accessible now and again for the living.

I wish the word "wish" didn't seem so weird sounding as of now.

I wish I could fly, and magically appear and disappear.

I wish I could blow a bubble with gum.

I wish I could eat blue spaghetti. But I can't. Because it doesn't exist.

I wish we all could get along like we used to in middle school... I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy.

I wish too much.

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