I stare at the sliding wax
as I think about what I want.
The song's been sung
So now its time
to make that magical wish,
but there are so many inside my head
I don't know which to pick.

One thought sticks out above the rest.
I want to love myself.
Mirrors bring me pain
while cameras provide anxiety
I want to befriend them both
and live a better life.
Life would be so much better
if my mind left society.
If my brain rejected the models on tv.
They're all mostly underweight anyway.

But just before I close my eyes
another wish pops into my mind.
What if my family stopped fighting?
How awesome would that be?
No more hiding in my room crying,
I might even begin to like the day.
Family days would be so much better,
without the anger that usually involved.

Now the candles are really burning
and my family is getting antsy,
but I just can't pick a wish.
I bite my lip and close my eyes,
and a connection come to me.
Both wishes revolve around love.
So with a smile I take a breath,
and silently say
I wish for my life to be filled with love
as I blow the fire away.