It's my time

Yet again I'm thinking of another song. I'm not sure whether euphoria is what causes my brain to think of songs, because shrinks are usually so stupid in the musical field. Not all of them, well all except for one. I love this one, I can talk about shoes and cosmetics and hairstyles with him, as well as the psychological aspect. But this time it's not Demicoli, sorry Joe. It's all about Jade Ewan's Eurovision entry. Because I've hibernated long enough, I've been behind closed doors long enough, I've been scared to open the door for too long, letting the doorbell ring. Only one friend was brave enough to keep ringing the doorbell, and when I still didn't open, call my home phone, my cell phone, until I finally opened. And he took my hand when everybody else looked at me as if I were carrying the Black Death. And I love this friend, quality friend, he is in my heart forever and I will do anything for him. He has done everything for me. And I hope he will be eternally happy for all his selfless doings. He is incidentally a male friend, but no, no hanky panky this time. Funny and not funny. But sometimes two people of the opposite sex can really bond with kisses and hugs... fullstop. I've been down for too long now, the fear dissolved, and '' I've got the will, I've earned the right''... to shine. It's my time now.