to be continued

Its dark and gloomy
doesnt look like a bright 12.51 pm
life changes quickly and without honesty
and im certainly not honest with myself
fooling to the soul within me as if it cannot see and hear
feel and think that I am not sick
but strong and naive
times are changing and I wonder am i the same as others I hate
short tempered
hating things that others do but i do exactly the same
being lazy
being broken as if it can nvever be fixed
being weak
being not the woman i dreamd of being


that one who has a time like gold
precious and expensive and really useful
like the resource needed
that one who knows oxygen isnt for free and will run out one day
that one who respects all from wherever they are
that one who isnt biased
that one who isnt so cruel to herself
that one who isnt so heavy in body and mind

life changes and futures become present
and the past becomes a memory but certainly a place that can make you regret or be happy of who youve become

people depend on me will i let them down?

 I depend on me will I let it down

or is my life just a piece of nothing that im using to get by somwwhere i havnt planned and dont even know

Ya Allah im tired of who ive become
and i want to prove to myself and to the ones near me that I can and am better
that I can be depended on

to be continued