My short note.

It might be something which is out of my mind. Unpredictable. It could be. It must Be. It is.
If I could return the things i have neglected, I would make it as clear as it used to be.
I am the worst.
I am the looser.
I am the unknown human.
I am the thing.
I am the fool.
And I don't even find what I am gonna be out next.
Never I wish it should be like I never realize the events occurred so well-done.
Missing the days of the fine days.
Losing the part of the best parts ever.
Killing so much time and pride.
Where do I leave the honest then?
When do I speed up my entities?
Why do I slay my own trust?
Just because it went so far away before.
Or just because it went so smoothly after.
To need a sign of this street will change the way I get accustomed to.
Thanks so much Allah for giving me the answer.
I am your servant.