I wish...

A peek then a glance, then a stare,

I wish for a nose more etched, the one I have - au contraire.

A peek then a glance, I see nothing that I ain't aware,

I wish to be qualified as more sleek, not ensnared by copulance's lair.

No more peeks, but a fleeting thought and a bereaved mind,

I wish I had more luck, more than others seem to find.

More fleeting thoughts and now a bewailing mind,

I wish I wasn't always overlooked, leaving me now contrite.

Imprudent demeanour reflecting on my countenance-

Self pity superfluous leading to despondence

I scream to liberate..

I scream to halt..

A scream to halt the mind engulfing me in vanity's mist.

A scream to liberate me from that side of I - narcissitic.

A preclude to go further on,

Think! For some a step that I take equates to metal chair wheel's rotation.

Think! For some a colour is still a mystery waiting to emerge as a revelation.

Think! For some music is still a word that lacks definition.

Their fate distributed to other's will,

Still they live on, a tickle is an exuberant thrill.

A fleeting thought but an enlightened mind,

I wish not, but I thank for what I have been assigned.

I wish, I do, I always will.

But happier now, as I am, I feel it within.

I wish still and wish to colour all my dreams,

Along with chasing butterflies, Dreaming lilies

I am what I am, I stand unique.

I see what I love and I love what I see!