So, I want to tell you about wishes
The ones that I know will never be real.
Yet, I wish at times.
I wish with an aching heart
Knowing it is futile to wish.
I wish I were normal
No, I do not know what that means.
Someone who could fit in, perhaps?
Someone who could pretend to fit in?
I wish I did not fall in love
Yes, I hold love with the highest regard.
Love hurts; more than I can explain.
Yet, I can not live with my heart closed.
Because fear is no way to live.
I can keep going
Down and down my list
But, end of it all
I am happy to be here
Alive and well.