I wish I were the girl you clung to.
The girl you look for.
I wish your feelings were mine.
I wish I were the girl you wanted me to be.
The girl who would listen, not lie.
I wish you could trust me.
I wish I were your model.
The girl you aspire to be.
Though I know I am not.
Icy, cold, wet ground.
I wish that spring would come soon.
Botanical light.
In kindergarten you were told
you can not wear your light up sketchers.
“Why they’re new?” you whine.
In kindergarten you were told
When I turned five, I wished for new Barbies.
So I could play pretend on the playground.
When I turned eight, I wished for new slime.
So I could make big slime bubbles with my friends.
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