Wealthless With Wizards

I'm a young poor and lonely girl who lives no where..

I have nothing to eat and drink..

They have been leaving me for a long way back on time..

People tease and torture me in excruciating pain..

Streets, garbage, and annoying cats are my bestfriends here..

People pass by..

Some are in love..

some are rich and,

some are lucky...

I am jealous..It points and pricks and breaks my clean white heart..

Why that amusement turns a melancholy phenomenon in my life??

Why I need to go through this ??

Why is this world so vexatious to me ??

What is my enermous fault??

Suddenly,a big thinking was knocking my mind...

I was thinking about wizards.........Everything can change.......................

IF I WERE A WIZARD WITH BROOMS,SPELLS, AND EVERYTHING, I would :

1) Change all things that I see into money

2) Hypotise people to give their riches

3) Rule people when I stare to their poor eyes

4) Pop foods and drinks on my hand whenever I want

5) Alive the most handsome statue to be my boyfriend

6) Popularize myself and make everyone loves me

7) Criticize and scourge people who had been cruel to me to be my pet

8) Transport myself to everywhere I want to go

9) Conjure garbages into a private cozy jet of mine

10) Use my magic brooms to fly up high in the sky and glitter up my life into a magnifico life!!

What on earth was I thinking?!! It was a wasteful dream...

I don't want to live in a misery...But still it won't change my life into 180 degrees..

It is damn impossible..

.......................Just STOP and STARE.............................