I wish I had wings,
Not to fly, but to be adored,
By everyone.

I wish I had a pretty heart,
Not to be kind, but to be adored,
By everyone.

I wish I had everything,
So that everyone,
Will see and think,
Of me... as the one,
And not just someone.

I never dreamed of resting nor dying,
Seeing wreath of flowers and casket,
Laying down not hearing voices,
Eyes closed and won't open up,
Lips locked and won't unlock,
Unable to smell,
And cannot feel,
It scares me,
Scared of?
Death
But,
Death is
It's peaceful,
It is fated,
For us every one,
It's not just for humans,
But even for animals,
No exceptions for trees and plants,
Even for the stars and galaxies,
And death is a freedom we cannot stop.