I wish
I wish I could tell my brother
That I loved him,
But the words are tight in my throat,
And I’m a coward.
I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
To my mom when she’s not home
And tell my dad,
“I admire you” when he’s not
Listening.
I wish I could tell Mark,
“You treat me so well”
And tell my old friends,
“You’re so beautiful”,
But I’m such a wisp of smoke,
And I cannot speak.
