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…

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I’m a teacher. I’m trying to learn how to become a real Writer. I share my journey in here. Please, feel always welcomed. I live in Italy.

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