Wishes Are For Fools
I wish I had some filters
knew how to play the game
was good at superficial
adept at hiding shame
I wish I were unbothered
by things I hear and see
not quick to care for others
Focused much more on me
I wish I were more hidden
on who I like and why
then it would never matter
when they don't even try
I wish I were more stoic
impassive in the storm
I'm tired of being fragile
So unlike every norm
I wish that validation
were not what I so crave
I wish I could give in
not fake at being brave
I wish I could stop loving
Those not worth my while
Just cut them from my life
I wish that were my style
I wish my heart was stone like
so that I wouldn't feel
the pain of those oppressed
with no right of appeal
I wish, I wish, I wish, God
That I'd never been born
To see my loved ones die
just leaves me broken, torn
One day wishes will end, Lord
and I'll be laid to rest
For now, I struggle on
I try to do my best
But my heart's old and tired
My soul's an aching mess
If I love with all I've got
Why must I be loved less?
Eileen Manassian
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2017
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