I wish I were skinny...
all wirey and neat.
'Cause then I'd wear vintage
and make you feel weak.
I wish I had charm
like my charming friend Jack.
Maybe then I could tempt you,
or at least make you laugh.
I wish I were
more than these words reveal.
I wish I were sedate...
all smooth and elite.
Not twitchy and glitchy,
but calm and complete.
I wish I were British...
maybe then I'd seem clever.
At least I'd have an accent.
A fair trade for shitty weather.
(You'll never have, you'll never have,
you'll never have, you'll never have
the things that you desire.)
I wish I were
more than these words reveal.
I wish the world were black and white.
I wish I could say what I mean.
I wish I were a little less bitter...
maybe then you'd reconsider.
I wish I saw things clearly
or you could see what I've seen.
I wish I could stop scrubbing my skin,
but I'm sure it's still not clean.
I wish I had gotten on my knees.
I wish I was better at apologies
or at least, somehow, maybe,
the kind of guy
who wouldn't need one now.
I wish you could see
inside of my head...
my world of intentions,
things I should have said.
I wish you could feel
the heat in my hands...
How my body just knows you
and my blood understands.
I wish I were
more than these words reveal.
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