I wish I could go somewhere. Far away.
I wish I was prettier.
I wish I was happier.
I wish I was older and younger. Both.
I wish it was spring already.
I wish I didn’t feel so alone.
I wish I could make everyone understand.
I wish wishes came true.
I wish someone would buy me flowers. Or pick me some flowers. Any kind. Even just one. I just want a flower. That would be nice.