i knew that the road leading
home also led to a lit up
cross on the top of a hill,
it was there since i was born, but i think
that maybe the cross falling from my wrist
turned up side down years ago.
i dont want to do anything for faith
because faith has never done anything for me,
and even though sometimes
not all wishes are meant to be granted,
it would be delightful if
maybe someday he could listen.
maybe every person who says that im
unlucky doesnt understand, and maybe
i really am happy.

all it takes is a fucking push in the right direction,
and i know we can all make it there. unfortunately,
my sense of direction was always a little skewed
and i can do nothing better than sit here waiting
for the next best thing to come along.

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a:n: i normally dont curse when i write but desperate times call for desperate measures. hah sure. hmm i wish a lot of things, what do you wish for?