Dear Diary

Dear Diary, what a day it's been Dear Diary, it's been just like a dream Woke up too late, wasn't where I should have been For goodness sake What's happening to me? Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary It was cold outside my door So many people by the score Rushing around so senselessly They don't notice there's people like me Write lightly, yours truly, dear Diary They don't know what they're playing No, they've no way of knowing what the game is Still they carry on Doing what they can Outside me, impolitely, dear Diary It's over, will tomorrow be the same? I know that they're really not to blame If they weren't so blind then surely they'd see There's a much better way for them to be Inside me, yours truly, dear Diary Dear Diary, it was cold today But the sun came out later So I went out and strolled about looking at the shops Didn't really see anything I liked so I didn't buy anything On the way home, I posted a letter Been quite a nice day Somebody exploded an H-bomb today But it wasn't anybody I knew

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