I sit here and watch you every day
Folding my hands only to pray...
My life is like an elevator
I have my ups and downs...
Dear Diary,
This week he dumped me...
Remember when we were best friends
We did everything together...
I see you on the weekends
We hang out like best friends...
I'd like to welcome myself to REALITY.
It has hit me like a punch to the gut and is...
Dear Diary,
It's been a while...
The scars on my arms are real
They show my fight and the reason for my emotional...
Twinkle, twinkle falling tears,
Cutting will release my fears...
This fourth of July
I sit here alone...
You called me from the hospital
And told me to come quick...
I sit here in my bathroom
With my scissors in hand...