Wishes Poem by Kat 'Happy Girl' Happy

They used to take me to a wishing well,
In the heart of a run-down shopping centre,
Seemed like thousands of pennies lay there dead,
Drowned by the shimmering blue water.

Hardly magical to an eight year old.
A few wasted pennies or a pathway to my dreams?
I didn't understand, wished for things I didn't need or that wouldn't come true anyway.
Money, Ponies, Beauty, Fame; Love didn't cross my mind.

Funny, now I need a wish, to save my breaking soul,
I wish I could control the world around me
I wish I didn't say the things I did,
I wish you didn't have to leave,

I wish we could stay friends forever,
But only nothing lasts that long.
I wish we could be eight again, carefree and happy,
Chasing the rainbows and dreams in our minds.

I wish I could find someone who returns my love,
Enough to refill the empty heart,
That's beating in my hand.
I wish that wishes came true.

Five years later they knocked down that shopping centre,
In its place stands a snazzy new housing estate,
Built on the wasted wishes and broken dreams of the hopefull.
The local people have gone back to hanging their hopes on the stars.