1 . Die, all of you.

2. Flip her skirt up.

3. Let everyone be happy.

4. Bring the most righteous person back to life.

5. Bring back everyone who died.

6. I want eternal life and youth!

7. Confidence.

8. I want to stop being a warrior.

9. I want more talent.

10. A harem, of course!

11. Disappear, all of you.

12. Expand my power to one thousand paths.

13. Money! Money!

14. I want to be friends with everyone in the world.

15. Rule the world!
Ruling the world is hard.

16. I want a girlfriend!
But would that really be love?

17. I want wisdom.
Foolishness makes you who you are.

18. I want to know the future.
But what fun would be living then?

19. I want to be a pro baseball player.
But you would have to work out every day then.

20. Telekinesis.
Then why I have hands?

21. I want to fly.
Then why I have feet?

22. I want to speak all languages.
You don't like to talk anyway (RELATABLE).

23. I want an X-ray vision.
That would lead to misunderstandings.

24. I wish for an end to war.
But it won't end exploitation.

25.I want to climb mount Everest.
But you would have only yourself to rely on.

26. I want a smartphone that can't run out of battery.
It would last only a few years still.

27. I want to pilot a giant robot!
What you would be fighting?

28. To never stub my toe again.
Why not just watch where you walk?

29.I want a cool supercar.
It won't feel the same if you don't buy it yourself.

30. I wish everyday could be Sunday.
Go to work on Sunday?

31. I want to be a bird.
Being a human is much better.

32. I want to read people's minds.
You would start to distrusting people.

33. The ability to wake up early.
But you would just go back to sleep. (Totally relatable)

34. I want to enter a manga.
What if you couldn't get out?

35. I want to be invisible.
You are already invisible in the classroom (that hurts, you know).

36. I want to not feel pain.
That's dangerous.

37. I want that rare book.
It's only rare because no one else have it.

38. I want that limited edition item.
Would it still be limited edition then?

39. I want a best friend.
What if they knew you were friends only because of a wish?

40. I want to be a great man.
That greatness wouldn't last.

41. I want to talk to animals
They probably don't have much to say.

42. I want to travel the world.
It's likely harder than it sounds.

43. I want to live in a mansion
All by yourself?

44. I want a fighter plane
Where would you park it?

45. I want to play all instruments!
But buying them all would be expensive.

46. I want to see a ghost!
Like hell you do!

47. I want to meet a great person from the past
But they would have a lot of lectures for a modern person.

48. I want my dormant power awakened!
What if you don't have any?

50. I want power to stop time!
That's like saying you want a power to commit crime.

51. I want better penmanship.
In digital era?

52. I want to meet an elf
In this day and age?

53. I want youth.
What do you think you have now?

55. I want an eye that sees long distances.
You mean like a third eye?

57. I want to hire a maid.
Just go to cafe.

58. I want to be a manga artist.
Answer one of the Young Jump recruiting postings.

60. I want to live in a deserted island!
You would probably want to leave it right away.

61. I want a time machine!
Do you have an idea how to get energy to power it?

62. I want to be free of stress.
You need stress to grow.

63. I want world peace.
Would you still exist in a peaceful world?

64. I want a loving family.
But artificial one?

65. I want to eat the world's most delicious food.
But you want to eat cup ramen too.

66. I want to go to amusement park
What are you, a girl raised to be a living weapon? (This is surely an allusion to something, I just can't get what)

67. I want to be on the front page of a newspaper!
Are you going to commit a crime or what?

77. I want to be a cyborg.
Who would repair you if you broke?

78. I want an art collection.
You don't even like that stuff. Don't pretend to be an intellectual.

79. I want to buy a penguin.
Can you even take care of an animal?

80. I want to talk to famous people.
About what? Any subject in mind?

82. A world free of evil people.
What would be left?

83. I want to be taller.
And then you would want to be shorter again.

84. I want courage.
What are you, a lion?

86. I want prestige.
Unearned prestige?

87. I want to never be late for a bus.
But then the buses would be late.

88. I want to be the strongest in world.
Why, so you can bully the weak?

89. I want to invent something amazing.
All inventions ultimately become weapons.

90.I want to film a movie.
You would bring down any set you were on.

91. I want to be someone who will never lose again.
The moment you wish for this, you become an eternal loser.

92.I want to become a master swordsman.
Dishonestly?

96. I want to learn the truth of the world.
No, you don't.

97. I wish misfortune on people I hate.
Wishing misfortune on others is a ****** thing to do.

98. To grant your wish instead.
Cancel that immediately.

99. I want to turn my wish into 100 wishes.

100. Let me forget

"I do believe
the Lord above
created you for me to love
He picked you up among the rest
'cause He knows I love you best
and if I die and you're still there
I'll wait you up in the golden gate
and if you're not here on the judgement day
I know you went the other way
so I'll cut my angel wings, my golden hair and everything
to prove to you my love is true
I'll go to hell just to
be with you."

Tick, Tock... the clock begins to rewind,
Look into a past of what I left behind,
The warmth of the sun, everlasting free,
And there we stood, a time of just you and me.

Hearing the cicada buzz its song,
Feeling the dew rain and its drops,
Reminiscing memories that I long,
Glancing a future as time, stops...

The past slowly starts to wither,
And yet I still hear your soft whisper,
So many regrets that I wanted to say,
But even so... you and I parted ways.

There was dream of us once together,
We would laugh, smile and hold hands,
Proclaim a love we gave to one another,
And live as one with our wedding bands.

Only the lonely,
Haunted by the only,
Know the longing I feel,
Of the love that was real…

We kept our hands tight forever,
And our hearts grew and grew,
As each star shines in the sky,
Each counts of my love for you.

Tick, Tock... time begins to wind again,
Blinded by future's heavenly streams,
Came back from a world of was and when,
In the end, everything was just a dream...

Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get
out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out
of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my
head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head.
Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get
out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out
of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my
head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head.
Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get
out of my head. Get out of
Get.
Out.
Of.
My.
Head.

Get out of my head before I do what I know is best for you.
Get out of my head before I listen to everything she said to me.
Get out of my head before I show you how much I love you.
Get out of my head before I finish writing this poem.

But a poem is never
actually finished.
It just stops moving.

Pen in hand, I find my strength.
The courage endowed upon me by my one only love
Together, let us dismantle this crumbling world
And write a novel of our own fantasies.


With a flick of her pen, the lost finds her way.
In a world of infinite choices, behold the special day.


After all,
Not all good times must come to an end.

It couldn't have been me.
See, the direction the spacke protrudes.
A noisy neighbor? An angry girlfriend? I'll never know. I wasn't home.
I peer inside for a clue.
No! I can't see. I reel, blind, like a film left out in the sun.
But it's too late. My retinas.
Already scorched with a permanent copy of the meaningless image.
It's just a litte hole. It wasn't too bright.
It was too deep.
Stretching forever into everything.
A hole of infinite choices.
I realize now, that I wasn't looking in.
I was looking out.
And she, on the other side, was looking in.

This is a letter, a letter to both sides, you're stuck in the middle, it's a middle with no left or right. It's in my right more than my left after you've taken from me, my freedom of speech or the light through my window, just because you can't see.

The colors, they won't stop.
Bright, beautiful colors
Flashing, expanding, piercing
Red, green, blue
An endless
cacophany
Of meaningless
noise

The noise, it won't stop.
Voilent, grating waveforms
Squeaking, screeching, piercing
Sine, cosine, tangent
     Like playing a chalkboard on a turutable
     Like playing a vinyl on a pizza crust
An endless
poem
Of meaningless



















Load Me

Hey there!

Nah, don't have anything to show.
Feel so empty.
And I'm not sure what I should start looking for.
My soul?
My passion?
My life?

Pardon me while I'm searching for the nothingness.

: Do not rush love. Do not fall head over heels with someone who's only going to lust over your body, makes you question your worth, and play stupid games with you. Because you deserve someone who will love you for your intellect, the way you speak with substance, your dauntlessness and at the same time your gentleness, kindness, and mannerisms. someone who's going to appreciate both your coldness and your warmth. Someone who values the traits that makes you who you are, not just the traits that benefits them.

She lives in a world where people work. They do what the're meant to do and that place is a world away from where I am. She, she represents every secret that world holds. Right now I only know two things, one she looks at me like I'm just another 15 year old kid and two this is what I meant to do the only thing that's gonna get me out  of this place and into that world... secrets.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏
𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒚
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒔
𝑬𝒖𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒚


𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏
𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔
𝑰𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆
𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅


𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔
𝑯𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕
𝑨𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔
𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒇 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒃𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔

Hi there.
It's been what?
just a day but it feels like a long time
Long time of not talking to you
A long time of not knowing how are you or if you're okay--- though I know you are

I miss you--- I miss us
I miss our late night conversations, our out-of-this-world topics
I miss the way you comfort me for those times I felt so stressed about my own self
I miss you--- and everything that is about you

Maybe it's time for the both of us to FOCUS on our own things
Maybe it's time for you to put an eye on your priorities
Maybe it's time for me to rest and let God fix me
Maybe it's time for the both of us to stop and build up our guards again

Maybe you chose to hide on your own cave and never put a hole outside of it so I can't enter
Maybe I chose to walk away and leave you behind so you can't chase me
Or maybe we both chose to part ways though it hurts and we're both shattering
Maybe it's time for the both of us to pause for a while and build up the wall around our hearts again

And if that time comes that it's still you, it's still me and it's still us,
I'm willing to put down my guards again and let you enter
Though I know that it will hurt again, I'm willing to sacrifice as much as I'm willing to wait till you come back.

Once upon a time, there was a lonely boy... Or was it a girl?
The girl lived an aimless life, and did not know what she wanted, or what type of person she wanted to become.
And so, she wandered the world... She met many people, and said goodbye to many people. But she did more right things, smart things, and saved more people.

The girl kept growing... She made many mistakes, did some silly things, and hurt some people. But she did more right things, smart things, and saved more people.
She accepted the love of all, and bore the hate of all. There were many who loved her, and she included herself among those who hated her.

In this way... The seed named humanity gradually matured inside of her, sprouting and blooming beautifully.
And now, she finally found the path she wanted to walk on, and was determined to realize the future she sought.

I don't care who the protagonist is in this story... Because it could be your story, mine, or a story that belongs to many other people.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬,
𝐀 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭.
𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬—𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞,
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝,
𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝?
𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞,
𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦,
𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦.
𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥,
𝐀 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝:
“𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝.
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩.
𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩.”

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫,
𝐀 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞.
𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞,
𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬,
𝐀 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭.
𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬,
𝐀 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧, 𝐚 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧.