I wish. But I am:
I wish that I would get my act together all over my life. But I keep striving.
I wish I had been braver earlier. But I am brave now.
I wish I hadn't looked away then. But I am seeing now.
I wish I could adjust to change without scarring myself in the process. But rough edges get ground down each time and I learn something from them.
I wish I could convince myself I'm good enough. Or just enough. But other people see it.
I wish I had better teeth. But I do have good eyes.
I wish I could trust myself each time I need to, before I really have to. But when I do, I find I'm always right to do so.
I wish my room were cleaner. (This one is my fault, yeah).
I wish I could be the best version of my best self, always. But I fall and get back up.
I wish I didn't feel so damned broken all the time. But we all are and saying that out loud is key to connecting.
I wish I found faith a simple thing to do. But when I have those moments, they are powerful.
I wish I could fix all the things. But I can't; perhaps I can heal just this one piece.
I wish some things were better. But