Dear Diary

Dear diary, life hasn’t been easy.
There were rows of heartbreaks lately.
Dear diary, there once was a man who had the heart of mine.
Please bring me back in time.
To return the heart to it’s rightful owner.
The tears had soaked into the sleaves of my sweater.
Im tired of crying these useless tears.
Dear my dearest diary, it has to stop here.
I will make a vow.
I will stop thinking about him now.
And find the new.
And get rid of the used.
Time to open my eyes to the blooming of the healthy grown trees.
And blind myself from the ugly grown weeds.
For there is no greater love then the love of myself.
The song bird sing this silhouette of a melody.
To welcome me to the newer me.
Dear diary, i will not become a fool.
I will not be another used.
Welcome me to the world of the new.