ive nvr thought much of myself.
i am always aware of feelings
only difference, i hesitate to acknowledge
im full of flaws, im nt perfect
im small for im non existence
what taught me to be humble
cn b xpressd enuff with jz words



though the journey's surrounded by pple, its inevitable ultimately ure left to fend for urself
in these ardous battle, i crumble
in these fight, i fall.
unstable
i look up,
sigh
erase those thoughts
those impressions
im not great
im nver good
i struggle to stand
i failed
fallen, i wept.





death is bt a transition. times like this that i miss home dearly.
Inallilah. Alfatihah.