I wish…

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I wish I was the type of person who could smoke weed and enjoy it.

I wish I was the type of person who believed in God.

I wish I was the type of person who loved going out partying.

I wish I was the type of person who loved to try different make up styles.

I wish I was the type of person who could eat whatever they wanted without getting sick.

I wish I was the type of person who didn’t secretly care what people thought.

I wish I was the type of person who people couldn’t live without.

I wish I was different.

But I’m not. I’m me.

I’m the type of person who gets so absorbed in books that the world melts away.

I’m the type of person who slouches when I sit.

I’m the type of person that loves old coffee shops.

I’m the type of person who prefers my own company.

Mixing paint colours is satisfying to me, as is writing poems and reading unpublished fiction.

I like rainbows and rainy days and splashing in puddles and laughing my worries away.

So what, if I’m not, everything I wished I could be. I am me, and that’s okay.