Have you ever watched your heart break?
As the passion shatters into indifference
As the hope dies in disappointment
As the love chokes in hate
You watch your heart cry
Wonder why people don't see the real intentions
Not meaning to secretly please those that can never be pleased
Always looking for faults
Doubting sincerity
Doubting sincere in thee
Secretly,
I was afraid about my intentions
What if they were never sincere?
Or real
Or meaning to please the One
Yet it is the doubt in others that breaks my heart
Perhaps the words I uttered were mistaken
Somehow taken
To be fake in
The sake in
I tried to create it in
I can't help looking into the eyes of
The one who assumes
That I wanted to lead another into sin,
Unholy the touch of a woman
Yet I never wanted to touch you
Never did the thought cross my mind
I was born with a body that differentiated me
A voice that distinguished me
A laugh that brightened me
All making me
A woman
Yet, sorry
I never wanted to touch you
Not with my hand
Or heart
Or mind
But yes I am a woman
A Muslim woman
You call me sister
I laugh
I laugh so hard
You would never treat a sister like this
Doubting
Assuming
I want to lead you to a darkness I dread
You're not the only one waiting to meet your lord when you're dead
I assure you I don't use my body
I utilize my head
But yes I am a woman
You call me your sister
Yet you treat me like a disease
Like somehow I have the power to change you
To lead you to self destruction
Where you will be in doom
I never wanted to touch you
I still don't
Never will
Because,
That's not what every woman wants to do to a man
And certainly, not a man of your nature
Assuming
Hating
Misunderstanding the intentions that were built
In a warmth of duaa
In the tranquility of prayer
In the wealth of tears
I never wanted to touch you
Did you ever see your heart break?
As the passion shatters into indifference
As the hope dies in disappointment
As the love chokes in hate
I did
