Are you happy?

Although people say they're happy, I cannot see it in their eyes. The world is unhappy, no matter what people do, no matter what they say. This world is fated to unhappiness. Nowadays people just can't be happy. We have all we need to be happy, but the more the world develops, the more people have to work and be away from the people they love, not being able to do the things they like; cuz of it, people are more unhappy. When will things change? When will people who have money, who maintain most of the world's population, realise that people should really work less and earn more? Although the richer people become, the more unhappy they are. And when will we, mere workers, realise that they are exploiting us and rebel against them? Things must change, and we must do something about it. But until the entire world's population realises this, there's nothing we can do.

A better place is just a dream

Poking around some old stuff I found some poems I wrote a couple years ago. This is one of them, written on April 27th, 2006.

A better place is just a dream

Out there, somewhere,
I know there's a place
A better place where
We can be together
With no one around us

This place is so peaceful,
This place is so wonderful
There's nobody to say
'Don't do that'

In this place we are free
Like birds freely flying in the sky
We can be happy,
We can be lovers,
We can stay together forever

Then the morning comes
And the sun shines on my window
And I wake up and figure out...
That place was just a dream,
A dream which I never wanna wake up from

New beginning

For so long I was closed in my own little word. School, daddy driving me, taking me everywhere, teachers teaching "useless" things, lots of "friends" and a couple friends. Everything seemed so perfect but so boring, so safe yet so dangerous, so sure yet so unsure. I used to feel so happy and yet so depressed. That routine school-home seemed so good, but still it was damn boring.
I grew up, got into university, met interesting new people who taught - and are still teaching - me about real life. They helped me open my eyes and realise what I was living wasn’t a life. That was just a mask, someone who my family wanted to see, a reflection of their dreams, hopes and wishes. I’m not that mediocre, innocent little daddy’s girl. That’s definitely not me. I’m much more than that. I was locked in a room, but even if it scares me I have to try to fly, step outside of these walls, though they may keep me safe. I’ve gotta be who I am, I’ve gotta take my own risks, live my own life; and if everything gets fucked up I’ll just be strong enough to stand up and fly again. That’s how life is, full of ups and downs.
Then I started to work, and all of a sudden I really started to feel alive. No matter how shitty it felt like doing, the people I met there made me want to change - some actually made me change, find more about me, about who I really am, - and I can only thank them for making me wake up from a nightmare that seemed to have no end. I was in an endless blue, even though I pretended to be happy. But now it’s time to change and I’m gonna do my best.
I’ve woken up for life now, I’m a new woman. And I really hope the world can wake up too, have a better, new beginning. Waking up and facing how harsh life can be might be the best you can do. All you need to do to hold on is find out who your true friends are and count on them whenever you need - and, of course, let them count on you - cuz a real friend will be there for you, for the good and the bad times of your life.
Talking about friends... Through my "lives" I’ve learned many things, but the most important thing is that a friend doesn’t have to be at your side all the time; they appear on the right moments, like an angel. And remember: a friend isn’t someone that will talk to you only when they need, they’ll also look for you when you’re not needed at all, just for the pleasure of being with you.

Starting

After some time thinking I decided to create my blog with my own publications. I'll post here some of the stuff I write whenever I get inspiration. Feel free to make your comments about the texts, constructive critics are always welcome. Just don't use offensive language or swear, that's not a nice thing to do, ok?

Cheers,
Ice Queen