Someday I wish to wake up and be,
a complete someone else not me.
A person beautiful as sunshine,
intelligent, oh so witty divine.
Someone they'd love all the time,
who'd deserve every trophy and shine.
One without regrets and sins to forget,
like those who are admired like a prophet.
An image of perfection in short,
while the real me be calcified with clot.

© bhavya_sheisvintage