Elle King

I Wish

I wish that I could write,

I wish that I could sing,

I wish that I could play music on an instrument of string.

I wish that I was taller,

I wish my eyes were green,

I wish that I could travel to all the places I haven’t seen.

I wish my hair were black,

I wish that I could paint,

I wish that I could see the sight of blood without thinking that I would faint.

I wish that I could dance,

I wish that I were bold,

But most of all I really wish that I wasn’t growing old.

I wish that I could love,

The way I think I could,

I wish that I could feel the way the story says I should.

I wish that I could say,

The thoughts that are my own,

I wonder what has happened to turn my heart to stone?

I wish that I could love you,

The way I one time had,

That love has slipped through all your cracks

Does that make me really bad?

I wished I knew what happened,

To feelings once they go,

Can you chase them down and find them?

I’ll try and then let you know.