A rainy day

 Simple the town hits angles into my thoughts

I imagine the pouring of a simple day

Of life of war or nothing of health of trying of despair of wishing of getting 

All days 

They come and go and never stay 

Even though the day is here

With rain 

Some people

 If only they knew they are the lowest of the lowest

Their cheap perfume gives me a headache and implementation of life makes for an annoying ride

Their voice too loud for nothing and they use damaging tactics . For their family for their kids for their lives 

Lowest of the lowest

It scares me 

Bewilders me

It’s hard being good 

It’s exhausting and yet 

I try 

Lowest of the lowest

Cheap clothes 

Cheap thoughts

Maybe so maybe not 

I don’t know the whole story I say 

But I do know this 

I do try

But I also worry 

It’s all wrong 

The worry 

Making me sick 

Making me old

But allah has never failed me

Even when I fail him he helps me

It’s sad really 

That I live ….

With worry

I try not let it seep out of me but sometimes it’s just gushes 

Until I annoy others

Then I worry some more 

Then I eat

I think that’s the pattern and yet

All good that’s happened it’s just beyond explanation 

Beyond words

And yet I’m wondering how do people do this

How do people think like this

How do people imagine they have a life or not 

Lowest of the lowest

Lowest of the lowest

And then the other crowd

It’s tv for them 

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I hope things work out 

We all have our faults

We all have our pains

We all have our strengths 

We all have our weaknesses

We all have our anguishes

We all have our regrets

We all have our hopes

We all then set out to deliver