Dear Diary...
I can't find a reason to live today.
Nothing i ever do can turn out right.
I miss my old life more than I can say.
I'm stranded and there is no help in sight.
People say that i'm not worth anything,
and right now, i can't help but believe them.
I'm like a bird that can no longer sing.
I'm a flower with a broken stem.
There's no one that can help me out of this.
I have never asked for a fairytale,
or to be a princess saved by a kiss.
All i wanted was for life to not fail.
This was my story and this is the end.
For my life, i can no longer defend...
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