My Wish

It pains me to learn that I do not have friends…Not a lot anyway. Do I truly have anyone that I can trust? Just one I am afraid…I wish it were more. Now if you’re one of those fools who answer that family is my answer you’re mistakenly wrong. My wish…is a fairy tale. My wish is that I can honestly say that I have an ARMY OF FRIENDS WHO HAVE MY BACK! I don’t…I have what I am given. True friendship is hard to find…So I find mostly acquaintances. Not many people invest that much time into me, or things fallout. I can honestly say I have seen my own personal hell. Whether mine is different than yours is the question. I rule my own world, and no one else. That’s the problem…I have no one to help me. I have no one to look on. I am alone in a world filled with life. How much more ironic can my existence be? My wish is like those you see in a television show. Friends come together to thwart evil, and they all have amazing battles, character defects, and their flaws…I am only given a piece of paper…That is my only portal…My destiny…is to write down my ideas…That is also my flaw though…because not only is it my idea it is my dream. My dream is to live…Yet I feel so dead inside. I want to be remembered…I want my life to mean something…Time is such a cruel opponent. It has no opinion it just passes…In the blink of an eye you are erased from existence. That’s not even fair…I don’t have enough time to learn who I truly am…My potential…AND MY WISH WILL BE FORGOTTEN! MY IDEALS MAY BE BORROWED FROM SOMEONE, BUT THEY ARE MINE DAMMIT. No demon, no god, or any human will take from me what I strive for. It’s cruel I am forced to look at an old mirror that I used to be truly happy in, but now I am so damn afraid of judgment I can’t even hope to turn back. My path is paved…There is no turning back…My wish is that not only could I go back…but I could also bring happiness. My wish… will never be granted…