There is still hope when people have such thoughts and pose such questions as yours! 

Please kindly find below some minor edits (mainly formatting, which I think is as important as content). Sorry that I didn't do it here using the italki correction format. If convenient, may I have your email so that I can send you the redline version for easy reference. Thanks! (BTW, facebook is blocked in China T_T)

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From Darkness to Light

What does the word "happiness" mean to you? For myself, I think that happiness is something that we find from inside instead of from outside. I mean, if we want to be happy, we have to change ourselves not other people, because feelings are inside emotions and are not the outside reality.

Today, a lot of people are not happy, if you ask someone if he is happy, he'll probably say something like: "Who is actually happy in this world? We all wake up at 6 o'clock to provide for our children, we don't have time to be happy." It seems being happy is difficult – it's a work. Yes, it is. But why? Why it's so difficult to be happy and so easy to feel sad? Why? What is behind such sadness? What is hiding so deep and doesn't let us go easily? Or maybe it leaves us in the morning but it will always find us when the night falls. What is happiness, something so elusive that we can only catch by chance? Or should we work for it? What is it? Nobody is happy, all of us pretend to be happy but we are actually not. There are no values, no rules. We just have to find ourselves in the middle of nowhere.

Why the world is so empty? Perhaps it is not the world, it is us. The world doesn't change. It has no feelings, no emotions – it just exists. Maybe it's our heart that is empty, not the world. When I saw what happened to children elsewhere, for example, once I met a child for the first time and discovered that he lost his parents just three weeks ago but was still enjoying his life, I was very surprised. Let's see what happen to other countries like poverty. I think of those who are too weak and too sad to be present for their children who have no food to eat , no water to drink and fall asleep hungry ... only to wake up and have a new day but an old life... God bless them ...

Why poverty ? Why disputes? Why violence? Why can't we just live peacefully, without violence? Why there is still racism between countries, religions, colours of skin? What I wrote makes me think about Martin Luther King who fought racism and hatred with love instead of violence and who was famous for his speech “I Have a Dream”. I just can't believe that there are people who hate someone just because of their religion or colour of skin. I hope one day we can win the ongoing battle against racism and walk into peace and love, hand by hand, into the sun - the sun that will illuminate us all and dispel the darkness.