I wish I could write better poems,
The kind that everybody could enjoy, not necessarily relate to.
I write poems about the explosion of emotions,
The kind where words left and right are skewed.

I wish I could be a trendsetter,
But most days I can't even get up from bed.
I cry into my hole-filled sweater
And continue to view nothing but dread.

I wish I could feel feelings the way people do,
But I find it hard at times.
I wish I was normal and could get through
But all I have are my rhymes.