I wish things would not change
That the times stay always the same.
That no one had to shoulder blame,
Or play such painful games.
I wish for happiness and good luck,
For things of joy instead of doubt.
For memories of the past to stay put up,
And for the terror to not make me shout.
I wish for others to feel joy,
To never feel like they bother me.
For there hearts to never be used like a toy,
For nothing but happiness should there be.
Yet the world is cruel, it shall not be done,
Everything always seems to turn wrong.
Mischief and chaos they seem to come,
And the wild days have surely begun.

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