I can't barely describe the real me because i'm not even sure of myself. I say words that sometimes i don't mean what i'm saying .. sometimes i'm not true to myself. but despite of my imperfections there's one thing i'm sure of - i fear&trust God and I'm trying to be the best of me for the people that i Love.
Sometimes I'm kinda' pathetic birdie imprisoned in a cage waiting for a rescue. Physically people would say I'm FREE, but actually no human knows my real story. They judged me by being jolly but I'm not that actually. I was so PATHETIC right now of giving you clues about my real story because in reality I was the one building my own "HAWLA". And I was the one keeping my own freedom
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