Grown up Christmas list.

I need help.
I neither have the confidence to talk about it.
Nor dare I ask.
I wish living was easier.

I wish life was easier.
I wish it was easier right now.
I wish the world could be a happier and cheery place.
I wish being human wasn't such a tough thing to do.
I wish things were better than how they are now.
I wish people were genuine.
I wish they didn't wear masks of happy, untroubled faces.
I wish I could be anyone I want to be.
I wish there weren't any restrictions to be who I want to be.
I wish I could succeed in anything.
I wish for people to be there for me, just like how I'm there for them.
I wish for someone to think of me.
I wish for someone to hug.
I wish for someone to chill with.
I wish for someone to share silence with.
I wish living was easier.

I wish living was easier.
I offer hugs, because I need them too.
I hug you tight, and I wish sometimes that I'd get hugged back tight too.
I hope for better days, but keeping a positive mind isn't easy.
I lose myself sometimes, and I get angry at myself for that.
I wish living was easier.

I wish living was easier.
I wish that there was no sickness.
I wish that people couldn't feel sad nor angry nor depressed.
I wish that mankind was more courageous, more loving, more intimate. I wish that there was no bad in the world, only good.
I wish people only lived to be happy, to create joyful memories, and then die in peace.
I wish all the unclean things in the world just disappeared.
I wish you could just be happy with everyone you meet.

Why is this earth-life just so bloody imperfect?