IT’S NOT ME…

When I see myself in mirror I see a different woman ….it’s not me it’s just not me…this is not I wanted to be… I have been dragged in to becoming like this…i was never so strong and I never wanted to be…. I was just a simple girl My dreams were never too big as they are now…I am running to chase my dreams…I have to run  and run more because nobody is going to run for me..I have big dreams for Mahnoor and I only need Allah’s help for that.

I miss so many people in my life…every body is gone …I am losing myself..i miss myself..I am tired of this routine

I miss writing and reading poetry, sigh! I don’t want to cry on the mistakes made in past by others but effected me... at the same time i am not able to forget or let go them..It’s not easy.