When life tells me I’m not worth it |
When pain yells : Girl, you’re not worth it I pick up a needle to sew. When loneliness goes: Lady you’re not worth it I pick up a color to doodle. When depression says, go end your life, I go and watch a drama show instead. Truth is, this chronic pain’s a part of me Thanks to a birth defect. But if I harm myself due to that It would be a bad effect. So, when pain yells, I go to pray Because in the end, Allah shows me the way. |