Do you ever dream? I dream...Do you see? I see...Have you ever looked into the darkness? Could you see everything? Everything the world is, everything your life is? Sometimes I want to escape. Sometimes I want to stop wanting...and to just stop. But then of course, I do stop. I stop and I think. Thinking about little things, like the smile I once saw. The look I once held. The warmth I once felt. Can you hear it? Can you see it? Isn't it wonderful? Isn't it beautiful? I like things like this. So simple...so sweet. Oh what I would give, just to experience it all again...but, then, of course, I can't. All I can do is dream. Do you know what else I like, too? To feel the sound of my heart, beating slowly away and to see my breath as it fogs up the glass infront of me. I like to...to, to sit here, and question myself. What can I do? What will I never do? I talk, to myself, often. I sing to myself...I live with myself. Look...I can see the light...