My Inner Thoughts

I wanna be fancy, no, not too fancy
Just enough to be noticed.
I want a million friends
scratch, rewind, erase that
I want friends, true, loyal,
and unkindhearted friends.
I wanna sing, dance, jump, skip,
but not be overpowered by influence.
I wanna be loved, oh yes, so loved,
loved biq, loved small,
in bunches, in tinys,
liked, adored, querida,
and the whole package!
I wanna laugh at those
that wanna be me,
because they can copy and trace
but never take my place.
I wanna sit outside at night
and watch the twinkling stars
as they make their way across the sky.
I wanna cry during the happy moments
and smile during the sad.
I wanna real strong,
strong enough to hold the world
and all it's passengers.
I wanna swim from one ocean to another,
taste the difference between them.
I wanna write poems that
move people's lives,
to remember me and my lines.
I wanna share an intimacy with a golden boy
one with nice eyes, pretty smile,
and an attitude that's wild.
I want a little piece of Heaven,
just to hold it in my hand.
I wanna meet time,
see where she goes while we dream.
I wanna climb the highest mountain,
and pick out the bad seeds of the Earth.
I wanna be like Santa Claus,
a reason for all kids to be happy.
I wanna play a game of basketball
with the legend Michael Jordan,
ask him how it feels to swish all his baskets.
I wanna talk to God,
see if he ever dreams of a wife,
sorry, didnt mean to be nosy,
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I just wanna write a song,
I just wanna write a story,
I just wanna write a poem,
that will change somebody's life.