my wishful thinkin..

[your_disaster]

school's a miserable place,
and i have to sit through it all day.
it's only tuesday,
and i want strawberries,
and hand holding,
and falling asleep in your lap.
i always seem to find that in the wrong places.
or people, i suppose.
i'm full of want,
and i need to erase what i had before.
i want now.