I am tired of trying to stay strong and be nice to someone who cuts me deep with a reminder of how bad I am it hurts so much but they don't think that. Tears fall from my eyes like a waterfall. I am tired of breaking everyday more and more. I stay strong for the sake of Allah, my siblings and my dad. Just because I stay quiet you think it's ok to walk all over me. But hopefully with hardships come ease. I just hope my happy times come soon insha Allah. I miss my mum so much, her love and warmth. I don't talk much to you anymore as when I do you respond to me with hmm and ok. You treat me like a stranger and burden. But I guess I am bad and you're all good as you pretend to be to the world.
