if I were to look at my life
at what “could’ve” been
I’d go insane
but sometimes I think
that’s what my kids do
and then my heart aches for them
what if
“Wishing Well”
at times I wish my dad was alive
at times I wish I never drug my kids through so much
at times I wish I never sold my body
at times I wish I’d chosen a different road
at times I wish I could remember events, names, milestones
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