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the world is not a wish granting factory

by @raingirlpoet

Dear Wish Granting Factory I know you said you are not the world But for a minute, Can you be? Dear Wish Granting Factory You asked me what I would wish for If you existed Right now, in this moment, I believe You exist What do I wish for? Oh, Wish Granting Factory I wish to know the sensation of feet slapping against pavement and lungs burning so bad that you feel you are going to faint I wish to know that the muscles in my fingers will not fail me when I spread them and cross my arms over to make the Nerdfighter gang sign I wish to know what it is like to look at myself in the mirror and think I like the way I look Dear Wish Granting Factory I wish to see myself clearly through the eyes of someone That Someone Who will one day look at me like I am the most beautiful thing in existence I wish to know that that love exists and it is not just a figment of my imagination Dear Wish Granting Factory Do William Darcys really exist? If so, please point me in that direction so I can find him Dear Wish Granting Factory I wish to make a difference in this society in which I am the minority That my voice may be heard loudly and clearly even though it trembles That my story be told truthfully and I, a person, a human being with feelings and emotions and thoughts that are not invalid because I have a disability and are therefore “inept” am represented as I see myself A strong, confident, young girl who is living her life the way she wants to see it and nothing will hold me back. Disabilities do not define me now, nor will they ever Dear Wish Granting Factory I wish to live to see the day when I meet my birth mother and face her As a stranger, though her daughter And tell her these words I love you I forgive you I missed knowing you Dear Wish Granting Factory Sincerely, Z
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Written by
raingirlpoet
21 / Non-binary
Published
Sep 22, 2014
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#truth#world#listen#me#letter#tfios#wishgrantingfactory
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