Actually wrote this a day before my birthday, I...
There's a place in my mind...

This poem based on THE DIARY OF ANNE FRANK. It is...
So here I am...

I wrote this poem the day when my friend passed...
Her name is pronounced as Roh-Day...

He thinks his perfect little girl is asleep
While she's up there in her room...

My fingers tremble as I write this
I can't bear to look into my mother's eyes...

I still remember the day we became friends
It's imprinted in my mind...

I don't know how to start this
I don't want to say good bye...

Hey dad, I don't know if you've noticed
But we're not the way we used to be...

She looks into the mirror
Standing in front of this girl...

Dear Friend,
I'm writing you this letter to let you know...

My heart's breaking into pieces as I'm writing...
I can't believe this happened...

What ever happened to our hugs mom?
Did you forget...