My body is here but my soul denies.

If you have a dream, you feed it, grow it up, and take care of it as the apple of your eye.""Why?""Because sometimes it is all you have.

There is a child trapped in your eyes! I see.""How do you know that is not yours` reflection?""I do not know.

Your words sound like happiness. I am scared.""Why? I don`t understand. Who would be scared of being happy?""The ones who never tasted happiness.