i shant lie

my head's in a fuzzed up place
my noiseboxx is silenced and sealed

lemme just try to consolidate some stuff
-us-

online. pple chatting with me
some irritating the fugging daylight of me

i cheer on i help out i smile i laugh i joke
yet deep down inside, nobody knows it but me

dun get me wrong
hypocrisy i dun do

his scent on my earphones
that familiar tune playing on 40

a hidden message
that i've known all the while

there's only one voice i wanna hear
and im still not getting any

anyways, i was at alfalah just now
very pleased to see that this may turn out to be a weekly event

how often do i get to go round TOWN with my MOTHER on a FRIDAY night eh?
tonight yana and huda. and DAK met us later.

the whole feeling of being in the House of Allah
the calm peaceful tranquil feeling

the smell of heaven
you know those faint minyak-attar smells on those prayer garbs?

i close my eyes
hear the sermon

feel that masjidil-haramish feeling right down to my tiny toes
such that tiny droplets emerge in the corner of my eyes

peace. Lord, tt's all i ask of you