I don't let you be aware
Of stuff that seems rough...

It was on the month of September
day eight and forever I will remember...

Dear diary,
what a day! today is a day where my inner feelings...

I am badly sick
I want to be free in click...

You were someone
I don't recognize before...

I was sitting alone when I meet you
I wasn't really feeling well and feels so blue...

Don't you distinguish?
I am a girl who is selfish...

By no means of contemplating
I woke up reminiscing...

The sky's so blue
And birds on high...

I have trusted you all this way
I do not know what to say...

Loving you is a nice feeling
I love you because you are you...

Why am i hurt so much
that im feeling this pain...