Before you read this poem, please know that 90% of all kuwaiti marraiges are arranged and that not everyone gets a choice. That's why I wrote this.
Shocked, surprised, in awe I stare at myself. I think: Are you really going to do this? Are you ready and prepared? Are you willing to take the risk? Are you willing to change your life? Are you wanting for a new beginning? Are you going to deal with any disadvantages that come your way? Are you eager for this? I say: “No. but do I have a choice?” And I run down the street to the wedding, wedding dress in hand.