I wish I cared less. It would save me so many tears. I wish I was braver. Then I wouldn’t feel like such a coward most of the time. I wish I wasn’t the only one who thought like an adult. It would save me time and money being around others who don’t. I wish people planned things out. It would save me the time and energy of trying to get people to pay attention. I wish I didn’t have that annoying voice in my head, telling me whether I should or shouldn’t do something. I’d actually get to do something for once. I wish I didn’t care, even the slightest bit, what others think of me. That way I could truly be ME. I wish I could stop thinking and living in theory. And just start live my life care and thought free. (Most of the time.) I wish people were relatively smart. Then I wouldn’t what to strangle so many. I wish I felt “normal” for once. Even though it better to different. I wish I the past would stop coming back to me. Then maybe I could live again. I wish I’d feel better tomorrow. But I know that won’t happen for what will seem like forever.