i wish i understood.

i wish that i could.

i wish i could read poetry

and not see it so flatly.

i wish i could understand certain things

but probably won’t

ever,

cause all i see are choices,

and choices are made to ones liking.

i wish i could get past my suffering

i wish i could see outside it.

i wish i was not so limited.

i wish that i wasn’t just broken.