If I don't strive who will ?
I don’t think no body
Else would strive but me
I am always working hard
For my father
I never stop and take a break
When I work for my father
I also continue working for my father
Writing my poems
And every poem that I write
I used my feelings that comes out
Of my hearth
And not all the feelings that I used
In my poems are the same
To tell you the truth father
I always have different feelings
And I love that
All my poems after I finished writing
I save on my computer
And start to write new ones
Also father now is already getting
Late
I had spent all day writing poems
For you father
Now I will get ready to go to bed
I will take my shower now
First I must get undressed
And throw my ***** clothes
Inside the laundry bag
To wash
Now I am going in the shower
I turn the shower on
I first wet all my body
Then I put my body wash
In my bath sponge
And I rub my sponge all over
My body
Now was time to rinse my body
And then I had turned the shower of
Now is time to dry my body
With the bath towel
Then I had changed into my pajama
And went straight to bed
Because I was already tired