Dear my dearest diary,
I have a story to tell
about how I do nothing right
and my life is a living hell.
I lost my closest friends
to drugs and crazy things
how did they confide in them?
when i gave them everything.
Dear diary I have a secret
sometimes I'm so afraid
it seems I can't escape these places
and these faces I truely hate.
Sometimes I'm oh so sad
and sometimes so alone
it feels like I'm still a small child
no matter how much I've grown.
Dear diary sometimes it feels
like everything is pretend
sometimes it feels like the shadows
in my closet are my only friend.
Dear diary I need to know
if you can keep me safe
as long as I am here
until I leave this place.