My Morbid Secret

Dear Diary,

Theres something that I got to say, but I don't think it's possible, to tell you in any other way...

It's hard for me to say this... As this page is soaking with my tears...

But Diary... I don't think I can live any longer with these growing lesbian thoughts and fears...

Whenever I'm around her... My knees always go weak...

Her laugh can peirce the air, which makes it harder for me to speak...

Her originality, is one in a thoughsand girls...

Diary tell me what I should do...

Before I fall harder in love with her long golden curls..

Diary? Are you listening? Plzz answer when I write...

I'm gunna go insane with all this twisted fright...

I don't want the world to know, for they might lock up lesbians in a cage...

I'm gunna throw out this diary now, so no one with ever read the inky letters on this page...

xox with love from a lost stranger...