Poems from happygirls18
Waiting for someone.
On my pinky, the red string.
I followed it here.
When you laugh from afar,
I have no choice but to wonder who made you do so.
I grow envious of that person...
Struggling to be free.
What is freedom?
It's in your mind.
Everyone's caught up in a man-made dream.
No one ever wants to wake...
The world is now changed.
I, myself, changed this sad world.
I SIMPLY WOKE UP!
This unhappy world.
If we could truly be free,
our hearts would be calm.