i seem to be alone <br />for when I am happy the sun shines <br />and when I cry the world <br />seems to cry with me <br />and at night is when i begin <br />to dream <br />dream of the past, present, and of things to come <br />of good times and bad times <br />places that my eyes have not yet <br />fallen apon their baeuty <br />of which is held within them <br />to the deepest parts <br />and mine are seen through my dreams.<br /><br />to those who wonder what life is about<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/see-my-dreams/
