I was raised by the biggest Castel opposite my old windows.
I am from Taiz, the sound of motorcycles in the neighborhood.
I am a piece of Arab origin.
I was raised by historical country.
I am from the sound of video games coming from my nephew’s room each morning,
The smell of bent al Sahn made with flour, butter, and honey.
I was raised by a dad’s advice who made my morning greater.
I am from the best morning with beautiful sunshine.
I was raised by five minutes wasting my free time writing.
I am made of ambition and pride,
I am made of sharing my opinion,
I am made of sharing my culture,
I am made of sharing my ideas.
I was raised by living together
With my brother’s family, and my parents.
I am from a family that hang out together.
I am made of “try to do something before going to college, like Youtuber, programs, sports teams…”
I was raised by the Sunset over the Island
I am from a view of Manhattan in the West
I am made of Verrazano Bridge view in the East
I was raised by hearing the ocean waves, and birds
I was raised by fishing and reading a book, for passing my time there
I am made of my brothers who are the most coming with me
I am made of my older siblings’ advice
I was raised by teaching me what I should have done to my life
I am made of learning from their stories that taught me a lot of advice