In my Evanston I live in a quiet place,
filled with energy like a strong lion
excited for a meal after weeks of starvation,
and yet it’s quiet.
I wake up, and let the day start. Every day
is a new life, I rejoice even though
yesterday was a bad day. I see people walking
outside even though it was cold as if living in the southern
and northern poles. I try to go outside, but the cold and snow
is like a barrier blocking me to paradise.
I have dreamt to see and touch snow all my
life, and yet now all I want is for the snow to
be gone. I don't live in a house, I live in an apartment.
I'm always happy with my life, playing with my techs and books.
I feel sad when I miss my family, feeling depressed
every moment I think about them. Though I stay strong
through my tough times like a crusader in a desert
storm. I enjoy most of my time in Evanston
thinking everytime that, I'm in a city of
enlightenment. Schools are near my apartment ,
only a couple of kilometers away. The wind is always blowing
as if i was in the middle of a terrible storm. I always wanted a pet
in Evanston, seeing that most of the people I see has one. Then I end the day
and go to sleep, tired as a worker building the ancient pyramids.
As I close my eyes I can't wait to go out to Evanston when another day begins.
filled with energy like a strong lion
excited for a meal after weeks of starvation,
and yet it’s quiet.
I wake up, and let the day start. Every day
is a new life, I rejoice even though
yesterday was a bad day. I see people walking
outside even though it was cold as if living in the southern
and northern poles. I try to go outside, but the cold and snow
is like a barrier blocking me to paradise.
I have dreamt to see and touch snow all my
life, and yet now all I want is for the snow to
be gone. I don't live in a house, I live in an apartment.
I'm always happy with my life, playing with my techs and books.
I feel sad when I miss my family, feeling depressed
every moment I think about them. Though I stay strong
through my tough times like a crusader in a desert
storm. I enjoy most of my time in Evanston
thinking everytime that, I'm in a city of
enlightenment. Schools are near my apartment ,
only a couple of kilometers away. The wind is always blowing
as if i was in the middle of a terrible storm. I always wanted a pet
in Evanston, seeing that most of the people I see has one. Then I end the day
and go to sleep, tired as a worker building the ancient pyramids.
As I close my eyes I can't wait to go out to Evanston when another day begins.