clouds up

I wish I could pack my everythings in a purse and leave the kingdom. maybe with a morning glory melody. or not. I wish you could walk around in my boots once in a while. see trough my eyes. taste my words under the clouds. I think I hate when things change into not better things. I hate when you walk away. I hate to think deep shallow. I wish there was a neverending world peace. always nice weather, no screens. maybe a sweet sugar candy fancy wild wonderfull life. I wish I never had to wish for more.

I think I think too much once in a while. maybe more than I could think. more than I could love. more than anybody could receive. maybe even a bit more.