A Wishing Star

I'm starting to feel bored.
Maybe because of this mundane routine.
I need adventure.
And maybe you'll say "Be careful what you wish for"
Don't worry, just bring it on.

I've been wondering.
How does it feel to have people telling "I hate you"
straight to your face?
It must hurt.
That's why I don't like telling people I hate them.
But I'll show them.
In hopes they'll understand.

And if I had known Diana Wynne Jones earlier
my childhood would have been much better.
And I would love to have a music box with the song above.

Thank You.

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