AND HE STILL WISHES.............

He wished he could fly,

He wished he could cry.

He wished he could feel,

The joy not inside .

He wished he could weep,

And let it all be.

He wished he could run away,

And just never see.

He wished they’d see,

What’s becoming of him.

He wished they’d realize ,

This is not what he’s meant to be.

He wished he could laugh,

And not cry deep inside.

He wished he would not,

Fake another smile.

He wished he would ,“not live,

This lie called ME”.

He wished it would not hurt,

To live and die.

He wished he could shout,

And let it all out.

He wished he could turn it,

Into a cry never cried.

He hates this pain, he hates this lie.

He hated this numbness, that’s killing his life.

He wished he could be,

Just the simple him.

He wished, “in the mirror,

I’d just see me……………”