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.