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    The poem expresses the speaker's envy of another person who seems perfect, happy, and carefree, while the speaker feels torn, tired, and empty inside. The speaker wishes they could trade places with this person, even if just for a short time, to experience what it's like to have their smile and happiness, but ultimately knows this wish will never come true and just wants to be with the other person.

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    The poem expresses the speaker's envy of another person who seems perfect, happy, and carefree, while the speaker feels torn, tired, and empty inside. The speaker wishes they could trade places with this person, even if just for a short time, to experience what it's like to have their smile and happiness, but ultimately knows this wish will never come true and just wants to be with the other person.

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    I Wish

    Uploaded by

    Endee Kristel Lim
    The poem expresses the speaker's envy of another person who seems perfect, happy, and carefree, while the speaker feels torn, tired, and empty inside. The speaker wishes they could trade places with this person, even if just for a short time, to experience what it's like to have their smile and happiness, but ultimately knows this wish will never come true and just wants to be with the other person.

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    I Wish By: Endee Kristel Lim Some days I wish I could be you: So great, so perfect, so never blue.

    Some days I wish I am not me: So torn, so tired, so miserably empty. Sometimes I wish I could be blind. Sometimes I wish I could see through your mind. Sometimes I wish I have your smile. How I wish I were you, even just for a while. Often I think of how great life would be, If I could be you, and you could be me. Oh, who am I kidding? These are all not true. Every damned day I just wish there was me and you.

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