How sad life, I'm dizzy, I can not stand to hear him, I can not stand waking up every day to remember what he did with all his atrocities, his treachery, his infidelity, I can not stand to hear shouting in the Tunisian TVs, in radios become call center looks like, I'm tired of hearing about democracy and freedom, it disgusts me see the traitors of yesterday turn their jackets as if nothing had happened, it saddens me to know that criminals have dodged, it disgusts me that only now being announced three days mourning those killed are now called martyrs, that God is more than ten days we are in mourning, not now that we will "remember" all those coffins! I am disgusted to see people stop complaining about prices, others cry foul at the blank year and then complain when we announce the start of school!
But what really kills me is that nobody talks about Islam in the middle of it all, everyone is calling for secularism as if religion was an entity which could easily separated, a physical thing you could store in a drawer and live his life, something so-called personal and spiritual which had no place in real life, political and social all in the name of freedom , then it is damned if it means denigrating their religion, to pass laws of the Divine, to make its own laws with all the imperfections own to Man, cursed be democracy if it means that everyone, even homosexuals have the right to do what they want to shame these people schizophrenic who lined up to buy some beer days after the fall of dictator shame that people with schizophrenia who said Muslim and who is the first to fight his own religion, to confuse Islam and Muslims, why when I speak about Islam you speak of Islam? How can you believe in God and refuse its laws? Where do you hold the claim to know Him more, power do without him for organizing your fucking politics. And what do you know about politics first? When I see the same leaders who yesterday spoke sports issues such club, resigned as coach and talk about politics today, that's enough to be disgusted, to see how point Tunisians love talking, yelling, barking of empty slogans, chew concepts they have mastered not even!
This last night I'm sick, sad, blind, rebellious, disillusioned, foreign and again more than ever, I have only my words and my tears to comfort me, to cry my agony, my sadness, my fatigue, my sleepiness . My heart is sick of so much strength, so much suffering and disappointment. Tonight I feel the injustice, I say I do not deserve it, my friend told me today that I'm strong, I thought so too, but within hours everything changed, everything changed, I had too much on the heart without realizing it or maybe I pretended to see nothing, I pretended that everything Hopefully, I stored, emptied my drawers, I thought I could look in a mirror without seeing those eyes full of tears and despair. I always had a mind of iron, winner and I refuse to fail, I am not accustomed to losing, despite my laziness and my nonchalance I still ended up winning, triumph over the disease of my own let everything hang out, it can be studies, work, a phone I do not want to win, but in the end I did not lose, everything came back to me! So tonight I can not live it, lose, it's stronger than me!
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