Saturday, July 4, 2009

I Cry

I don't need a friend.
I just need Allah, my Love.
I also need my parents.

I know, people will never like my pace of life.
Ad nauseum, recluse, eccentric.
That's me.

My friends like laughing, having fun, being happy.
But I like crying, keeping myself home, being blue.
No one included my parents know that I'm a crying 'baby'.
I cry when I'm all alone in my room.
No one to soothe my feelings, but Allah.
Allah sees me, knows what is actually in my heart.
I know it's not that bad to cry.
Allah loves His servants to cry more than laugh.

I am a genuine actress.
I show a happy face outside the room.
But cry inside the room.
I am not crazy.
Cry does not always mean sadness.
Happiness can also make someone crying.
Every drop of tear is a witness of my emotion.

Dah lah...
Jangan asyik menangis je...
Bengkak dah mata tu.
Astaghfirullahal'azim...

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