I dream about those moments when i can be alone, The house is quiet, just an empty home. All my thoughts can gather and finally be clear. Sad or happy, I always seem to shed a tear. I can focua on my future, by thinking about the past. It reminds me to live life to the fullest, never go to fast. I can listen to a song and just begin to dance, but no matter how much I try, I can't stop thinking about this romance. This love which I have for a sport I find so queer, the never-ending interest I have for Evan Lysacek and Johnny Weir. The dream which has taken me to a world which I have never senn. A world of happiness, and hope, and everlasting dreams.