Wishmaker

 There isn't an exact reason why I'm writing this, just felt inclined to do so even with a homework assignment in front of me. I'm happy, very happy indeed. I feel happy, so why does this other feeling linger around me. I don't necessarily hate it, though I can't decide as to why it's still here. I feel like I've accomplished a few of my wishes, though there are still some I may be able to complete later on in life, or maybe I won't ever get to complete them. I still feel like major shit every day when I wake up, a wish or feeling of happiness won't ever change this. Family lingers in my mind every day, I'll never be able to escape no matter how hard I wish to do so. They make me happy, I won't lie, but they also stress me out to the point where I'm not even thinking about myself. I've thought about myself from time to time throughout my life, more at times, but family would settle as the main thought from when I woke up to when I closed my eyes to sleep. It's not all bad thoughts, there are good ones. I'm glad they're still here, my dad especially. I love my dad, a lot. I want to wish more, what to wish about though is still being decided on. I wish I could make up my mind and not be a stupid piece of shit sometimes. Please god music save me.