I shut myself
I close myself
I don’t feel like talking about it
I don’t feel like talking at all
I wish things were different
I wish you weren’t so cold
I wish I wasn’t so uptight
I wish I didn’t have so much work
I wish my dada would get better
I wish I would graduate
I wish I could improve myself
I wish I could be the person you want me to become
I wish I didn’t feel like shit today
I wish my heart didn’t ache with love for you
I wish I had the remedy for my illness
I wish I was closer to god
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