back to myself.back to my rules.bcoz I'm not good at putting masks.bcoz acting is the art that I don't perfect,I'm back to it, back to the one whom I knew for 20 years and I'm not ready to let go.back to the soul that I used to have inside me.back to the truer me.back to my true feeling ,the real picture of me , bcoz I don't have any forged copy of me.I'm back to her , I'm back to the name I adored and felt it becoming a part of me, it's really me.bcoz I'm not good at dancing on many robes (as many always do , a thing that I recently discovered), honestly I'm not a clown in the big circus we live in
so
I'm there again
back to my rules
back to
أخت مسلمة
hoping to see myself there
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sorry for confusing you
but I'm myself confused
so,
pray for me
thnx for your precious time
and thnx my dearest sis. Khadeega
having you here the most precious thing I once had
in this valueless world (more accurately :the world of mistrust) Love you for ALLAH
