The Struggle of Wishful Thinking

You won't go anywhere wishing

Wishing you were someone or somewhere else

Wishing you were dead or more alive

It just takes action

The action to do what you can

The action to do what you love

So I'll keep on writing till I can't get enough

Enough joy to send me away

Away from my struggles and troubles

"I'm worn, even before the day begins

I'm worn, I've lost my will to fight

I'm worn, so heaven come and flood my eyes"

I cry because it hurts

I don't cry because I'm out of tears

For all the years of doubt and failure

Loss and fear

The fear of always being alone

No one to kiss, no one to hold

I'll just cry another tear to hope one day

Someone will be near.