I wish I could believe in the God that people tell me loves me

I wish I could have believed the boy who said all of the right things

I wish I could love the boy who means these things from the very pit of his being

I wish that my selflessness as a child has not given way to greed

I wish that my naivety had not turned to cynical misgivings

I wish that all of my wishes never came true

I wish there were no truth in the statement

I am no longer content with being content

I just want to feel purple, yellow, red and blue