My dream is surely impossible. Inside i wish to be free from all the violence that is played on the outside. i wish to be safe, and free from the others that haunt me. I am taunted by their faces. Which are hideously deformed. The thought scares me in which I must cry. I try not to but fail in return. I wish to feel. Like the touch of a flower or the soft touch of babies skin. It only makes my heart darker than ever before. I may seem happy on the outside but on the inside; my heart is covered in thorns. I can't do much but tell you I'm sorry for causing you pain, i'm sorry for asking for my freedom when you have so very litte. You have my key to freedom, without it I shall never be free. It is very cold where i am. I can barely breathe. All i wish is for someone to kiss me softly, hold me till i finish crying, and to love me for me. If not i would rather die then live in this retched life. In heaven I shall be with God. With God i will live forever in heart. My heaven will different. In my heaven it will rain everyday when it grows dark. When light shines I will play with the lions and their cubs. Death is the only answer for me to be happy and for you also. It is time for me to be happy and for these tears to stop falling.