Dearest diary:
why did you have to lie to me?
I thought I knew the truth
but yet instead of constructing symphonies,
I drowned in ending youth.

For all the hopes that will never be:
why did they do this to me?
I planned a getaway, my escape;
yet to turn the tides, inevitably,
I've broken my mistakes.

I'm turning solid to match the ink stained to my mind.
I've burned this heart down so the ashes are my last excuse for a this crime.

What road did I forget to cross to leave me here, to leave me this way?
I've turned a conductor into a follower locked behind my days.
But when black blends with blue where do your eyes go to avoid oncoming glare?
All smiles are obsolete when they're simply just pretending to be there.

I can attack the laws of society
with my fingers pointed to the vicinity
of leaving worlds behind now,
of this generality,
I'm erasing my vows.

My promises are just treason's voice
in the never-ending lonesome choice.
And there is no answer to my pride
hidden in the screaming noises.
I think I'm running out of time.

How do you make it rain, how do you promise a realm of thunder?
Turn decency into a martyr of your dreams in shades of limitless wonder.

What road did I forget to cross to leave me here, to leave me this way?
I've turned a conductor into a follower locked behind my days.
But when black blends with blue where do your eyes go to avoid oncoming glare?
All smiles are obsolete when they're simply just pretending to be there.

Dearest diary: tell me,
why did I do this to myself?
if happiness is just a dream
then why do you exist to tease me?
In salvaging skin, I'm hurting myself.