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I'm Not Dumb

bismillah.


it's hard when things don't go our way
times when summer turns to fall when all we want is the sun
when night falls but we just want to be awake

but it's harder
when we strive to be better
but people pushes us away
back to where we started

it's depressing
it's disappointing
it's killing you from the inside

i might be blind
overseeing you from the shadows
but i'm not that dumb to realize
that something's not right

i'm stupid for everything
i know that
but can't you at least spare me the tears
and just speak the truth?

i'm swimming in my emotions
and i'm crying in front of Allah now
but how i wish you would understand
that i'd like your shoulders too

it might be too late
for me to make things right
but for all that's worth
i love you
i had, and i always will


even if you don't believe me



i wish you can see right through me
and see how much you matter
but i guess you don't care anymore
you've replaced me with someone better

i'm not a good friend
there's nothing of that quality inside me
thanks for being there
while i'm still me

if Allah can accept me for who I am
why can't you?
i know i'm not all rainbows and sunshine inside
but i thought that's what friends are for

-to complete each other-

guess i was wrong, eh?

so, i'm sorry
for ever stepping in your life
i can see you're leaving
no goodbyes
no kisses and hugs
no more smiles..

and if solitude is the price i have to pay
i'll spend it for Allah
for all i want is for you to be happy..


even if i'm not in the picture




.i wish you knew.

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