Mohamad.

My protector. The one who always looks out for me and walks behind me to assure that I’m safe.

My comedian. The one who always finds a way to make me laugh when its a serious situation.

My dad. The one who whispered the Azaan in my ear when I was born and the one who raised me to be a Muslim.

I love you, dad.

Manal.

My guider. The one who guides me to the right path and helps me make the right choices in life.

My inspiration. The one who inspires me to do what I love regardless of when the stress gets the better of me.

My mom. The one who raised me to only strive for the best and to not fall into the holes other people have made for me.

I love you, mom.

Amany.

My savour. The one who is always there for e and is who is willing to stand up to the people who put me down.

My best friend. The one who will always stick by my side for the rest of my life to make it easier for me.

My sister. The one who loves me underneath the surface despite always annoying her as well as the one who always listens to me.

I love you, Amany.

Waleed.

My victim. The one I always bother who always seems to want to put up a fight with me.

My hideout. The one who is always there when I need somewhere to get away from the reality of life.

My brother. The one who will always stand by my side in my hardest times and give me advice on how to succeed.

I love you, Waleed.

Yaseen.

My cutie. The one who will always be the cutest boy in my life even though he always denies that truth.

My love. The one who is called by the name of my choice and will always be half my heart.

My brother. The one who will alway have me to count on to love him, feed him and care for when it’s needed and when its not.

 

Inspiration

The inspiration behind this poem is none other than my irreplaceable family. I love each and every one of them to bits and pieces and I would take a bullet for the anyday. Without anyone of them, I would not be able to be who I am today. Without my dad, I wouldn’t be able to care for people like the way he cares for me. Without my mom, I would not be able to give advice to people in need of help. Without Amany, I wouldn’t know how to laugh uncontrollably at times when it’s inappropriate. Without Waleed, I wouldn’t be able to look beyond the surface of someone who says they are okay. Without Yaseen, I wouldnt know when someone has had enough of being told how cute they are and that you love them-at least with a seven year old 😉 To conclude, I am not me without my dad, mom, sister or brothers, and I would never ask for a different family than the amazing one I already have.

I love my family.

 Hi guys so this is just a little side note, its currently 11:38 pm on Wednesday night, and I was studying for my math unit test I have tomorrow and I was stressing a lot. I’m really scared to write this test, meaning I really do not want to. I had to take a break from studying, so I opened my journal to write about how stressed I am but then I thought to myself, hey I should just publish something. So here I am publishing this. Hope you guys enjoy reading this (:

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