Dear Diary, I wish you could speak

Make me laugh or comfort me

Happiness has seemed to go extinct

Pain and emptiness fulfill me

Who cares about me, I'm just a small voice

That's screaming and no one hears me

Pulling out my hair, weeping to mysilf

Hey everyone! I'm not so perfect

Behind this face there's a soul that's broken

But who cares? Who will even mind?



And everything's gone wrong

And I will fall face down

Wondering how will I break

If anything goes wrong

How could I handle it? 

Hopefully this will be it



Dear Diary, I'm sorry to say

That I'm writing my last words today

My other notes are to my family

Maybe when I'm gone they'll know I was there

By the time that anyone reads this letter

It will be too late to make things better

Hopefully the rest of your lives go well

Time is short, so I have to hurry

I don't want you to know how much I'm hurting

No need for good-byes, I won't be missed



Jesus Christ, where are you now?

When everything has crashed down

I thought you were there for me

I'm guessing right now, you will not answer

Astray me, Lord, and I won't question

Why, God, can't I be loved?



I look at my wrist with my blade in hand

Looking at the flesh that remained

I feel so numb, I barely feel the pain

Why, God, do I feel this way?

I could have sworn a voice jumped right in me

Filled my emptiness completely

I looked up and I asked God, "Are you there?"

I envisioned Jesus

He too was bleeding on a cross

He proved He loved me

How could I think He was never there?

Yeah, yeah



And everything x3