Wishing on a Star
Wiping off the last
red-staining remnants of my pain
and staring out my window
a single star shines through the rain
I wish that they could understand
I'm not changing who I am
I wish that I could rise up
above her striking hands
I wish that he would realize
he's all I'd ever need
I wish that they would stop
making it hurt, being me
I wish that something would just change
Something would just switch
and if not, I wish for the courage
to push down this blade another inch
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