I wish I had my own place, somewhere with space large enough to leap and prance as the music fills my veins, my blood soaring as I can't help but twirl and spin and simply dance along. Without fear of someone walking in and laughing at my attempts. They say there's nothing more beautiful than someone who can dance like no one is watching, well I get there for a moment or two and then I hear footsteps pounding up the stairs and I freeze. I hault as the wind beneath my sails falters and hold my breathe only for them to continue in down the stretching hallway. It returns for a second before breathe stealing fear floods my veins and my heart and then I drop and give up.