I see the way people stare
Making me feel worthless
I act like i dont care
But griefstricken and helpless

Painfully shy
Always felt so weak
Confidence was something i lacked
With diminishing self esteem, as time went by

I realised fear is a choice
When given the chance,engulfs the soul
I discovered my voice
Made the Quran my companion
Though it was a hard struggle
But prayer made me feel whole.