Testo Dear Diary

Dear Diary,my boyfriend Fred died at the age of twentyWhen I first met him, he was seventeenGod changed my lifeHe took my boyfriendIt was an awful surpirseI`ll miss my boyfriendDear Diary,my mother said that life goes onBut I can`t believe herShe said I must try to be srongBut that`s too hard for meWhen I`m not happyOf course, my dear DiaryDear Diary,now it`s bedtimeBut before I go to bedShow me how I can speak with FredHe was the brightest lightThank you and good night