“Sometimes it’s okay not to be okay,
Allah sees as we stop to pray,
Give praise to the most high, all day everyday,
Only he can hear every utterance we may say
And the confusion in our thoughts,
As we get to grips with the world, and it’s ways
So happy are we to have been taught,
The best system, the best faith, only to Him we give praise.”
I’m not ok. Currently.