I wish.

I wish I was another person.
The happy one. The one who doesn't have problems of being herself.
I wish I was born to another family.
The family that supports me all the way, even if my decisions hurts me in the end.
I wish I was someone who's always shining, always happy and accepted by the people around me.
But here I am.
Forever wishing to escape the life I have.
Forever wishing to be someone else.
Forever dreaming to be the person that I wanted to be.
Cause here I am stuck at the consequences of my own actions.
Stuck at this life. Stuck at this disappointments.
I wish I had a better life too.
The life that doesn't make me want to end it.