Diary

Why is she so mean to herself when she's so kind to everyone else How can she help herself, lost deep drowned her mental health Her assumptions eat her alive, how does she move, how can she survive Can she improve when she doesn't know why she feels the way she feels inside Maybe think of me as the pages in your diary Got that gold lining for your secrets Use my lines as your guide as your guide And promise please you'll make me a priority Wants to prove herself but to who How can she know the right thing to do To unchain her mind let go of judgement So she can find a way to express Maybe think of me as the pages in your diary Got that gold lining for your secrets Use my lines as your guide as your guide And promise please you'll make me a priority How does she get so much pleasure Yet so much pain Just think of me, your diary Let me know, take my slow baby