Dear Diary

Dear diary, dear diary
Conversations always give me anxiety
Dear diary, dear diary
I’m never good enough although I try to be
Dear dear diary
Dear dear diary
I lock myself in a dark room and it’s only candlelight
Writing even when it’s hard to and that makes me feel alright
Staring up at the ceiling
Telling you all my feelings
So it’s ironic I guess that it’s conversation I’m fearing
Walking out of my dark room now I overanalyze
Watch myself like a cartoon try to understand my life
But this shits just too confusing
And it’s not even amusing
My only escape is music
That’s the only drug that I’m using
Dear diary, dear diary
Conversations always give me anxiety
Dear diary, dear diary
I’m never good enough although I try to be
Dear dear diary
Dear dear diary
I return to my dark room and I try to get some rest
Every night I work hard to try to be the fucking best
And no this shit’s never easy
But I just don’t stop believing
And I’m the best that’s my thesis
But my day job got me tweaking man I swear I
Wake up and I go to work my life’s a fucking treadmill
Happy usually sometimes I wish that I was dead still
I’m just being honest I don’t need you to worry
Not afraid to die, but I’m really not in a hurry
I just feel like that in the morning sometimes
You might think that’s a warning sign
But by the end of the day I realize I’m fine
Then I come home and I make music and the shit is fucking fire and it’s like
Dear diary, dear diary
Conversations always give me anxiety
Dear diary, dear diary
I’m never good enough although I try to be
Dear dear diary
Dear dear diary
Uh, I can’t sing but I try to
Ay, nobody feel like I do
Well, ay, a lot of people might
But that ain’t up to me
I don’t really know what I’m tryna be
I’m tryna be the best
I’m tryna beat the rest
Nobody fucking with the way that I fucking freestyle
Wait, actually I suck at that shit
I just wheeled away from the microphone