Dear dairy
ima just write down some memoirs...

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

You hate me
i hate me to...

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

As winter turns to spring
I sit still...

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

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

As life goes on
as people mature...

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