Supposedly making wishes on a shooting star are supposed to work. I've never believed in that kind of stuff but right now I'll try anything. Wishing someone would understand. Wishing I wasn't so alone. Wishing someone would consider my feelings. Wishing someone would take my side. Wishing my brother wasn't dead. Wishing I could numb my emotions. Wishing I was alone. Wishing I wasn't. Wishing for November 16, 2014 to stop existing. Wishing for sanity. Wishing I didn't have this particular life. Wishing this shooting star would work. But sadly the only person that considered mine and my sisters feelings was a man we've only met once.