I wish I were creative

Creativity.

I wish that I could mold words with my bare hands.

Manipulate their meaning.

I wish I were creative. 

 

I wish i could draw with a crayon and see the yellow house

and white picket fence snap off the page into my lap.

I wish my streaks of paint screamed in loud color for all to hear.

I wish I were creative.

 

I wish I could scribble on a piece of paper and see the lines form

and shape themselves into something elegant.

I wish my voice carried a tune.

I wish I were creative.

 

I wish I were creative

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