If I could have one wish it would be wings

I want them so much it hurts...
I want so much I hate myself for being to ignorant
for being so selfish
for being so childish
for caring.

I propose I sellout...
be a teacher, make enough money to be a good
housewife,
push out some spawn and
be adorable...
Start a drinking habit and become
addicted to so form of arts and crafts...
What I want, what I have always wanted out of life
cannot be possible unless I man up and grow a pair...

Of wings,
of course.

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