Dear Diary,
i wanna tell him so...

Loving someone is more than just having feelings...
It's waking up every morning knowing that your not...

To be completely honest, I am falling way too...
I really want to make it work, I want it to last...

Looking back at me,
i see that i never really got it right...

I don't know how to tell you this, but i was...
i am sorry that i hurt you...

Loving you is a dream,
inside my head so deep...

Is it just me or am i free,
my sisters the center of attention...

One, five, nine, ten,
do you want me to count them all again...

Sitting here in the school,
feeling like a could cry...

Love is something your receive,
not something you demand...

I look at you,
and i see him...

Getting to school,
Not know who to tell...