You smile, in hope the world smiles back at you.
Often hear
'is that why you smile, so the world merely smiles back?'
You fail to realise, deep down is a tormenting heart, fighting with you and the world around you.
You see no one knows, who can possibly read ones heart, without you telling them?
You smile, so when you see another smile, perhaps it would bring relief to the tormenting heart.
You are the rock to people, but what are they? They are your erosion.
Damning they all are, because there's only one who trully brings relief...
'In rememberance of Allah do hearts find rest'
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