70x50cm

“Forbidden Wishes”

I don’t wish for a castle, I don’t wish for a palace. I don’t wish to live somewhere extravagant. I wish for somewhere hidden between the clouds. Somewhere far, somewhere high, somewhere free up in the sky. Just open the window, and clouds is what I see. Put my hand on my chin and be lost, I guarantee. The clouds is what I wish for. The clouds is what I need. For me to live somewhere where I can be me. But, I know that my wishes are hard to go through. I know that my wishes are too good to be true. But, what a man can do except for dream; dream of a better life, of a better scheme. I know that my desires are somewhat gibberish, guess I will just call them some Forbidden Wishes.