I wish people would understand,

The plight I walk with hand-in-hand.

I wish they give me space to cry,

To make my heart able to fly.

I wish the confusion I feel to resolve,

So that I know, when to turn the valve.

I wish the stars, the moon would talk,

And tell me the time for me to walk.

I wish the birds, the bees would whisper,

The talks that I could decipher.

I wish some day, this world would be a place,

For me to create my own wonder palace.

I wish a wonder palace, where my dreams come true,

A place to live peacefully, for me and for you.

 

By

Natasha Sharma