Wishes

If wishes were fairies, I'll fly to the future and ensure without work, my wishes are met. If wishes were spirit beings, I'd disappear and appear in the world of my past; Wiping out my regrets, And make my wrongs; right. If wishes were magic, I'll wish this, and wish that. Whilst I savor in the present and enjoy life. Sometimes I wish my wishes could be real, but my wishes are just mere wishes That might happen Or never happen. So if I sit; wishing all day long I'll not achieve the height In which, I wish to belong. If I sit; wishing my past could be rewritten. I'll end up wishing again in the future to rewrite this present that might end up being a painful past if I keep wishing Whilst doing nothing. If I keep wishing for this And wishing for that, Doing nothing to have It comes to pass. I'll never stand the chance To become what I would have loved to be. But if I wish less And act more, Then my future would be what I wish it be.