Wishful Thinking
Sometimes I wish
that I could fly away,
and leave my life behind-
if only for a day.
Sometimes I wish
my heart was made of stone.
It would be unbreakable
and I wouldn't feel alone.
Sometimes I wish
I could go back in time.
I would've done things differently
like I pictured in my mind.
But all is said and done.
I can't live in the past.
I know life does go on
and the heartache will not last.
Copyright © Kristin Carter | Year Posted 2005
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