Sometimes I wish
Sometimes I wish my skin was two different colours.
Sometimes I wish my eyes were two different colours.
Sometimes I wish my teeth were half human and half as those a wolf has.
Sometimes I wish half of me was weak as a baby and the other half strong as an atomic bomb.
Sometimes I wish I could save and punish, sometimes I wish I could obey and rule.
Sometimes I wish my specie opened their eyes all together.
Sometimes I wish Utopia was real.
Sometimes I wish I could close my eyes and ears, to avoid seeing all the suffering I see.
Sometimes I wish I was dead.
And a ghost.
Haunting into darkness, eating with fear…