I thought I had done all the good deeds,
but when I read the seerah,
I realized I was well below their standards.

I thought I had done the worst thing in my life,
but when I read the newspaper,
I realized that I was not so bad.

I thought I had support in my friends,
but as time gets though
they disappear on their own way

I thought my life was going well,
suddenly I tripped
and never got up

Sometimes I try
picking myself up
seems quite impossible

Suddenly I found light
but I was stopped by uncertainty
and dragged back by lack of confidence

I tried everything I could
it seems to get worse
as I was alone
Lost in the middle of nowhere

huh~