Dear Diary,

Dear diary,
I'm not sure where to start,
so I'll just spill my heart.
I feel I'm falling apart,
I've made sorrow it's own art.

I'm suffering from heart break,
I can feel my very soul ache.
yeah Diary, I've been wearing a smile that's fake,
as I try to figure out my mistake.

This sorrow I've never felt before,
cause my babe don't want me anymore.
I'm just gonna close the door
and let my blood and tears mix on the floor.

When people look I run and hide.
Their every look eats at my pride.
But they don't see my other side
or my thoughts of suicide.

I tried so hard to be the best,
to fill everyone's request.
No one knows I'm so depressed,
so with a blade I lay my pain to rest.

Oh Diary will you help me please,
help me get up off my knees.
Please help the pain to ease.
Depression is my sad disease.

No one suspects how much I cry.
They don't know I want to die.
Dear Diary, can you tell me why?
Dear Diary, this is my goodbye.

Thank you my Diary for listening to me.
If only everyone could see.
No one else heard my plea,
so now to heaven I will flea.