11:11 wish time

You're silently waiting, thinking. There are days when you just want to be able to shut your brain off. There are days when hope seems far away, and yet so close. You're a dreamer, but  dreaming isn't something which people you're age do. Wishing that you were a child again and life could be simpler. You could be allowed to dream, to speak out, to love fully and not look back. Then you look down at your clock. It's 11:11, wish time. A rush of feelings flow through you as you real that dreaming isn't dead, that you can dream as much as you want and not look back. It's wish time, and you'll wish.. but you'll make it happen.