When i saw you
i knew love was true...

As life goes on
as people mature...

With this depression
I'm not the same person...

With each new day
As the old get grey...

As winter turns to spring
I sit still...

But then why do i cry?
Its becuase i have no one...

You hate me
i hate me to...

With these red eyes
I've seen fam cry...

Dear dairy
ima just write down some memoirs...