I am a lonely immigrant from the east
I see nothing but darkness and hell
I speak not the language, nor am I one of the kind
I have nothing but the hope of going to university
University is the key to success
University is the key to knowledge
University is the key to communication
I am at the bottom of the food chain
I see myself growing as the wheat in the field
I am like an apple tree, and I will bear fruit like that tree
Will fruit from the tree, I shall be successful
I will enter the university