In Japanese legend if you make 1000 paper cranes you get granted a wish, this is a poem about my wish if I do make 1000 of them.
I shall do it,
I need the time though…
Once I do what shall my wish be?
To be dead?
To have peace in the world?
To be rich?
To have a billion wishes?
To love a lady like no other?
To make my parents less worried?
The last it shall be.
I love them so much,
But for a line which is wearing thin,
I am trying to do everything to keep it together.
I love them,
It pains my heart to see them see me go through this.