I wish I was a hunter in search of different food
I wish I was the animal which fits into that mood
I wish I was a person with unlimited breath
I wish I was a heartbeat that never comes to rest
I wish I was a forest of trees that would hide
I wish I was a clearing of secrets left inside
I wish I was a stranger who understands the sky
I wish I was a starship in silence flying by
I wish I was a princess with armies at her hand
I wish I was a ruler who would make them understand.
This is one crazy time in my life. I am torn between paralysing lethargy and boisterous energy, between an inner emptiness coined by too many heavy problems on my too tiny shoulders and monumental thoughts buzzing uncontrollably from one corner of my brain to the other. While within one second decisions are made, within the next second the hopes lying beneath are being destroyed. Monstrous spaceships are wallowing in the radiance all those petite stars used to shed. So I am climbing onto a shooting star and am fearlessly flying to the happy place where the skies are sparkling in the lightest blue and the rainbows are soaked with colour.