When I walk along the way The people just stare at me in dismay They think that I’m forced to wear that “thing” But actually I wear it for Allah, The King Maybe they think that I am not free Just because I wear a headscarf on me But that’s not true, I am really free I wear it for Allah, The Almighty The way we dress is not to show some skin But for people to judge us not by our body, but from within They might call me names or even start to stare But what makes me keep going is knowing Allah is there So when you pass me walking down the street Don’t think that I am forced to cover myself up to my feet It’s a simple way to be modest and humble So don’t be next to me and start to grumble I feel proud and tall when I wear my clothe Because I have nothing at all to show and expose Now you could only judge my character and my personality And not of how I dress myself, but for my morality So this scarf that I have on Is my choice so don’t be alarmed I felt right and true when I put my Hijab on from the start Its because it calmed me, purified me, and soothed my heart But really the only difference between you and me Is that I just cover my hair and my body So if any of you ever see me and hear my voice Just know that what I wear is only my choice. DON'T forget to tagged n shares with your dears ♥