And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

A girl once wrote:
„There was rainy day here... just recently. It's like the weather was explaining my soul. Yes, there can be comfort, of course. Like it shines after the rain. But sometimes, you just cannot hide your feelings. You cannot hide the sorrow or the emptiness you feel. And somehow I actually manage to do that. To hide my feelings. To hide the emptiness inside me and just smile – no matter what. And what happens? At the end of the day I am still in my bedroom by myself, listening to heartbreaking songs, looking out the window... hoping for a sign, seeking anchor. I don't know what to think of a real world. How can I learn to love it when dreams are much happier, much better? In the real world you must say real goodbies, you must face your feelings and what happens. There is just so much to bear.“
So, you find your comfort in your dreams and that's ok. But,
don't you get bored after a while? Don't you just want to get out in the real world? Run out in the sun, scream out loud not caring if everybody's looking at you, feel the warm embrace of the soft wind... It's as if we're only complaining about the bad in the world. But what about the good things? What about all the friends you have around you? The people that care about you? Oh, please. You cannot say that nobody cares. There is always (...)

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