My wish

Every time a shooting star passes by, or when my birthday rolls around, I make the same wish.
Every time a wish bone cracks on my side, or when I blow on a dandelion, I make the same wish.
this wish is universal, or I think it should be, it will work for everything. To me my wish means that ill win the lottery, ill find true love, ill travel the world, ill die peacefully or ill have a mansion and riches and gold. I suggest that every one take my wish on board, instead of whishing for specific things. I am not a person who becomes content easily, even though I am lazy I am not complacent. my wish will make me contented, will make me happy. my only other wish is for this one to come true.

this wish depends on me and me only, I cannot leave it to chance, or maybe so. maybe I can pray to God for him to bless me, but then realize that he already has. my only wish to ensure my happiness, not to be cocky or arrogant. i don't like people like that, but to be confident. yes this is dragging on, my mind is whirring trying to think of a great ending that will baffle the mind and touch the heart, but I honestly can't because I'm not really thinking that hard. i like to write down what comes out of me waffling on and on because that's what's good, the inner workings of the mind that are sometimes incomprehensible. so usually after i have verbally vomited onto a page, i clean it up into some thing that someone else would call art, my writing is an extension of myself but cleaner.

for this to be achieved this is where my wish comes in, but i know ill never get it. my wish is for more time.

*which is quite ironic since I wasted so much time writing this as it has no artistic value or flair*