A New Woman

Life in different steps

A whole new place losses of directions that you trust of the persons around you.
New faces, new smells, new fashion and new business.
Can you survive when half of your life you have been in a place more of the same identity.
Not many of who know who you are it's too hard to bear.
It acts as a weird feeling when new faces you don't know act upon and work their evil stare.
You don't know what to say and just end up acting all stupid to them, and you seem to think why life is so unfair.
Some get over it some people commit suicide, some stick to the rules and some don't life is always weird in all it's ways.
it's just like a dream, weird and complicated and you have no idea what they mean, and life is too hard to understand.
We are all here for a reason, but what all the same, well we are, but we live to different extents.
Life Muslims do different to Christians and Jewish are different to all of us.
Though all different we're all human and we're all the same.
We do all things the same and we all get hurt and have feelings, we're different, but all the same.
We must all stand by each other.
We must always find out if your friend, family member or just somebody you know is OK, if not then we must help them life is like completing a test.
It's a journey.
It's not about be good to get to heaven it's about what you do to get there.
You must always do the best in your life and live it to the full and help everyone else to do the same too.


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