I am the dreamer, in my world there is always hope, there is always beauty, there is always happiness. I need someone who believes in me and my dreams, if you want me you can’t be too practical. You have to see the beauty that is the world around us. I realize that there is ugliness in the world too, trust me I do. I have seen it and experienced it, but I refuse to focus on it. My soul won’t stop hoping. I admit from time to time when I am overwhelmed I flee into a void of hatred of all things. But deep down I still hope. I hope so much it hurts. So laugh at me, write me off as naive, that’s okay I’ve heard it before. But while you waste away in your “practical” existence, I will be the one actually living.