Like how i miss my old ways
Like believing in myself and actually liking myself
I miss my old ways
Like being a hard worker
Concentrating
Remembering
Am fearing i cant remember no mor
For my phone holds precedence
My thoughts about what the future could hold holds rock
In my heart until no positive exists
You cant secrete happiness and goodbess
From darkness from mistrust
From working poor
I hate who ive been lately
So
Traumatic
So autonomic
No reality
didnt want to see reality no more
Like that time i failed biology
Literally got an F
But then for summer i studied so hard i knew what needed to be donei studied and i got an A
Yes i remember
Here i remember
Like how Many timesgod has helped me and i dont bother to listenlike how muxh i want something but aint trying hard enough to get there
Like being ungrateful
Yes i have been ungrateful
So first bad emotion am gonna throw away before i even get on that plane is...
Ungratefullness
I will only be grateful for all the good things allah has given me
And all the good days allah has shown me
And all the happy memories allah has provided me
And all the wishful thinking allah has promised me
And all the health i have and will have
And all the health i need and will get
And all the places i go and most importantly rhe lovely parents i have and more important than that
The amazing man whos given me his all
The man who i trust more than i trust myself
And more than i could ever wish for
Yes
Truly to the core
I dontknow what i would have been without him
Note to self
I deserve the best
I deserve it all
Allah loves me and has never let me down
But he does test me
Now like the brave woman you are...
Are you up for the challenge?...
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