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مَيتة لحَد يكتَب عالمنَصة. 

Those words hurt my heart!. 

ألرَيم 

Questions keep running through my head.

There’s no one by my side. I wish I had someone I could go to whenever I feel overwhelmed.

But life requires us to become worse and worse in order to survive.

Why was I like this?

Why are you so bad?

Who are you for them to love you?

مَتى الأمانة إلى رَبها تعَود