How society teaches us to be ourself yet force down our throats, the photoshopped images and unrealistic standards. So instead of trying to be everyone else, a realistic ideal is presented. So I'm happy to not be me !
Maybe you had daughters that you treated so well
Maybe your children died and your sabr pulled you up
Maybe you died with them, never bidding Islam farewell
Sticking to Laa ilaaha as last words for a ticket above