I am wrong I've wronged myself Allah blessed me But I've wronged Him, and my self And here I am, forcing myself to stop, Before I went to far and worship something other than Him Allah gave me power Allah gave me wealth Allah gave me knowledge But have I done good deeds with them? Only a little, too little to be count I used to put the world in my hand Then it became both of my hands Then I put it on brain Then it went to my veins Then it had me put it in my heart This is when something went too far This is when I turned blessing into calamity This is when I started to be mildly depressed I don't feel that happy as I thought I would I have never felt that lighthearted Worse, I just feel like I don't fit And I've tried so hard to fit in Then I realize I should never try to I am not a slave of the world I am a slave of Allah It's the intention that was wrong Intention to fit Intention to be one of those This place is n
some pieces of my life that I thought worth sharing