Dear Diary my beloved tragedy.

Dear Diary,
i hate that you told,
secrets new secrets old,
you let them out into life,
oh diary whom i despise,
all my thoughts you were to keep,
through the pages did they seep,
black ink soiled,ruined, destroyed,
oh the tragedy's i will now have to avoid,
i thought i could trust you my only friend,
now I'll watch as my social life comes to an end,
it's over the web it's all through the press,
people hate me now they won't hate me less,
all the rumors and gossip you held up so tight,
did you do this for cash or only for spite,
i thought that in you i could confine,
oh beloved tragedy of mine.