Evelyn

I like looking through window. Daisies, grass, birds. And flowerpots on windowsills. Playgrounds, a lot of children with ice cream in hand. Warm sun, beautiful music, walks to town, smell like freshness.And then I want to go out.I put on All-stars, skirt and run somewhere out. I don't know where to go. I stop in Tivoli and I lie down in grass. And I don't care about all world at that time.I don't care, if I lay down on dog shit. I lie and I am looking at sky and I listen to birds. I am thinking about boy, that not exist. After I get up and I go home.Sometimes I come up with some stupidity, that day makes nicer to me. As say lying on grass. Or photographing round town. I come home and everything looks more easily to me. I start to think about school on some translation period way, that it's urgently necesserly, for realization of my dreams. It's nice if you have dreams. That you even know, for what is all this effort.Spring is time for changes. Not of big ones. Such small, tiny, innocent, that make nicer your day and help, that you feel freedom. Freedom. This is something which, no one can't take from my. No school, no parents. Besacuse i don't give it, it's only mine. I remember that life is beautiful.