Im second posting today...#1 below this one...(My Daughter's Post)

This is my Youngest daughter and fifth child....I copied her post today because I think she is a good poetic writer she is 17 years of age...

THE DIARY OF US....
a simple hello everyday..
no feeling in the words, read with no intentions of caring..
anytime of day, it wouldn't matter anyway..
what was it about me, he kept trying..
i was crying, i felt like the whole world was lying to me..
he wasn't appealing, but he was stealing my heart away..
it must be revealing, he holds the key to my heart..
what was it about him, that i felt like dying when he left me..
why is it so easy to believe everything he spoke..
my eyes were soaked, where is he now,
i dont even know how he slipped away..
did i do that, did i push him away..
time is running slowly, but i don't even know what day it is..
we're no longer in the same lane..
its going to rain & when it does you'll feel the pain..
closing my eyes.. kiss me & and awake me..
love me and take me away..
hold me tight & love me right..
a simple hello everyday makes it awl worth while..
never leave again, i cant stain tha pain..
its hurts so bad & it makes me so sad..
a simple hello is what i look forward to each and everyday.
BY: VICTORIA REINELDA BONILLA

ME AND VEE TOGETHER LAST WEEK...