I wish

I wish I didn't lack motivation.
I wish I wasn't so lazy.
I wish I was pretty.
I wish I had confidence.
I wish I had any talents.
I wish I was brave.
I wish I was strong.

I wish I could be someone people could be proud of.
I wish I could be proud of myself.
I wish I meant something.
I wish I didn't have to be alone.
I wish I had social abilities.
I wish I wasn't so afraid all the time.
I wish I deserved the wonderful friends I've got.

I wish I wasn't an introvert.
I wish my family could understand.
I wish my family wasn't broken.

I wish I could believe in myself.
I wish I didn't feel so dead all the time.
I wish I... Far too often than I should, I wish I didn't excist.
I wish I could just disappear so I wouldn't have to be this worried of my future, my life and feel so miserable.

I wish I didn't always feel like crap, like I'm not important. But the truth is, I'm not. I am no one when it comes to the big picture. Never have been, never will be.
I'm tired of wishing I could just... Never be born. I'm tired of wishing I was dead.

I wish positivity was a part of my nature.
I... I wish dreams and wishes could come true. But even if it did, what would it matter?

What good would it do to a dreamless person if their dreams could come true? What would it matter to someone who's empty and drained of everything?