Talking to your mom and talking to your friends
((I am, and a paper calendar))
I looked at the calendar .. Turned the pages .. Both did not stay only a few days .. And open the gate of the new year ..
The faster my days .. Ago and if I were in a race with them ..
Carried forward to the world, whatever its other Almtmus and severity of my heart for them and to Odafni Shahuati ..
My days passed between the painful screaming and crying and controversy and naivety friends and sins and sins and shortening ..
Enough is enough I felt a strong desire to cry ..
Maybe go to my grief and pains with burning tears wasted
My tears fell on the leaves of the calendar ..
Torn papers the last few days ..
It may be that the scattered memories ..
Examines not find a place to be placed in the memory of time ..
My heart is no longer delicate hands to carry ..,,
Remember blame people .. Pessimism when they told me that I walk on the ground
I thought a lot ..
Times Tthbtunai questions haunt me ..
How can I be optimistic and around me does not call for optimism??
We have many and great, Znoobi ..
And times of my hand I say no a lot to make my sad heart optimistic and smiling for life even if flaccid smile ..
Ah ..
If I were in conflict with myself ..
If I were a child bewildered in the selection of one of the two games together brooks ..
My temper on the verge of damage ..
I went to wash, to pray for rak'ahs of Bari ..
To feel comfortable ..
Calmed down and held Mushaf ..
Stopped for a moment ..
I read the verse (Say: O My slaves who have transgressed against themselves do not despair of the Mercy of God that God forgives all sins: for He is Oft-Forgiving, meaning)
Silent .. I read once again .. I still Orddha ..
Gathered tears in my eyes .. And my heart in conflict Ndath ..
I realized I was about to access ..,,
Calmed myself .. I assure my heart .. Change myself ..
Bowed to those who hear me .. And explain to me .. And mercy accompanied Bhali ..
Call at the core of my
I looked at the calendar .. Turned the pages .. Both did not stay only a few days .. And open the gate of the new year ..
The faster my days .. Ago and if I were in a race with them ..
Carried forward to the world, whatever its other Almtmus and severity of my heart for them and to Odafni Shahuati ..
My days passed between the painful screaming and crying and controversy and naivety friends and sins and sins and shortening ..
Enough is enough I felt a strong desire to cry ..
Maybe go to my grief and pains with burning tears wasted
My tears fell on the leaves of the calendar ..
Torn papers the last few days ..
It may be that the scattered memories ..
Examines not find a place to be placed in the memory of time ..
My heart is no longer delicate hands to carry ..,,
Remember blame people .. Pessimism when they told me that I walk on the ground
I thought a lot ..
Times Tthbtunai questions haunt me ..
How can I be optimistic and around me does not call for optimism??
We have many and great, Znoobi ..
And times of my hand I say no a lot to make my sad heart optimistic and smiling for life even if flaccid smile ..
Ah ..
If I were in conflict with myself ..
If I were a child bewildered in the selection of one of the two games together brooks ..
My temper on the verge of damage ..
I went to wash, to pray for rak'ahs of Bari ..
To feel comfortable ..
Calmed down and held Mushaf ..
Stopped for a moment ..
I read the verse (Say: O My slaves who have transgressed against themselves do not despair of the Mercy of God that God forgives all sins: for He is Oft-Forgiving, meaning)
Silent .. I read once again .. I still Orddha ..
Gathered tears in my eyes .. And my heart in conflict Ndath ..
I realized I was about to access ..,,
Calmed myself .. I assure my heart .. Change myself ..
Bowed to those who hear me .. And explain to me .. And mercy accompanied Bhali ..
Call at the core of my