I wish my trauma doesn't affect me, maybe I wouldn't care about things that hurts me. I wish I could let go of my pain that haunts me, maybe I wouldn't feel so helpless. I wish I know how to love me, maybe I'll be more happy. I wish I know how to let go, before he let's me go. I wish people could understand me, but everyone thinks I only think about is myself. I wish I wasn't jealous, but I know how replaceable I am. I wish for a lot of things, but I'm not that lucky for the things that I wish for.
© Charlotte B.