Freedom Again
Everyone was laughing at my weak state, some even recorded.
My whole life I covered myself, now everyone saw my hair, saw me in such pathetic state.
A coward, a crybaby.
My hijab off.
My whole life, I was nice to everyone, I helped anyone, never judged nor insulted anyone.
Only because my precious god told us to do good to those who did bad to us and never stop at their level, it was the most painful punishment.
Yet, all that people did is despise me, judge me, insult me. Why?
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