I look upon the door in front of me
Chances adding, subtracting it seems
I wish I can do more than the usual means
We're all still hoping for change right?

Inside me, lives a plethora of inner thoughts
Many things I live for and also things I wasted for nought
In the star-filled sky I wish for more
Even just someone I can adore

But we all have wishes besides what's inside me
Some may be living, some may be suffering
I am only a speck of dust in a bigger picture
I am part of the joint in a wider mixture

So what I wish and wish it may tell what my life would be
In this hand of mine, filled with possibility
Tell me your story and I'll tell mine
As our perspectives are different
But they all intertwine