Change
Who I am is far away from who I were
Uncertainty is what I face when I come to question now and then
Am I the variable or are those faces I see in constant change
How shall I proceed?
Shall I fight alterations and become what I’ve forgotten once again?
Shall I inhale this alien and let it be the forever me?
I choose to be not who I am today
For change will always seep into me
The dirt I’ll release..
The pain’ll be deceased..
The right is when this essence of mine is at ease..
I shall not be a remorseful soul in lament of what was yesterday
I accept that change will come.. I accept it’s only for the best..
As for the rest.. for the people whose souls I’ve wounded
For that I shall regret forgetting the right from the left
I serve you my tears on a platter of pardon
I am at the deepest of sorrow for being the reason of your distress
I shall embrace this change.. I shall wish you nothing less
I shall make it a divine epiphany of what life’s all about..
I am not who I were yesterday..
I am not who I am this very day..
I am the child of righteous change..
I am the soul of just resolution..
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Some more thoughts brought to you by the magnifique mind of mine..
-You can’t be cute and sexy. You’re either cute or sexy! Make your minds up people!
- Summer is always fun. Dusty summers however, not so much. NO. NOT AT ALL!
-Summer course starts this upcoming Sunday.
-Why do people in Kuwait stare?! Just a simple question y3ni. It’s so annoying when you’re minding your own business and you get constant stares. Y3ni n3m?
-A thirteen year old boy, as I guessed, walked by my side and sang to me. Yes, he was flirting. I’m speechless. WTH people?! WTH?!!!
-Latest Habba: Scared of lonely, by Beyonce.
What's on your oh-so-sexy minds? (SEE! "Sexy" not "sexy AND cute".)
9 Bootie Shakes!:
lovely as always. each and every word describes how i'm feeling right now.
anaaaa abaaaa !
i mean i wanna write like you !!!
ur talented mashallah..
what's your course summer is about??
young boys these days,7althum 9a3ba
really,see my friends' bro, he is like 8 yearsold,o ga3ed flirting o tar8eem eb 5alg allah
so sad <_<
Your poem reminded me of a song by Relient K called Who I Am Hates Who I've Been. (:
I'm hating my summer too! the sandstorms are taking their toll on us..and it gets worse cause I'm taking a summer course too at college!
About the Kuwait staring syndrome, it's like a genetic disease c:
Bliss..
I love it when I write a poem that people can relate to. ;*
Candy..
La mako! ma3indich hehehehe
I'm taking microeconomics.
OMG! 8 yrs and he's already infected! That's just horrible. Where'd all the innocence go?
Supa Sonic..
I haven't heard it before. I shall download it right away!
Sandstorms, Kuwait's summer, and summer courses are a lethal combination. Lord have mercyyy! :-o
It is beyond annoying, I swear.
your thoughts at the end are funnny ;D
beyonces new album 3jeeb!mashalla!
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-N~
Atoona..
I try :$
Charmbracelet..
eee it's awesome 9ra7a! ;*
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*HUGS*
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