Dear Diary

I love you momma
I love you momma, I'm proudest to be your daughter
I just love the way you slay yo confidence, you gave a compliment
Said that I'm a prodigy, I better find some confidence
Telling me they hate me, that's the only way to compliment
And to my future daughter no you're not here yet
Just know that mommy's working, break chains and paying debts
I've been on the docket, I've been on the docket
Investing in my scripture, that's the only way to prophet
Oh I'm known to pop it, Oh I'm known to pop it
If I stay consistent then I'm blowing like a rocket
Oh my god I'm rocky, Oh my god I'm rocky
Boxing with my confidence, they hate it, say I'm cocky
Okay I wonder? Okay I wonder? Okay I wonder?
If I am the lightening and the storm and then the thunder
Is this just a mystery? Will I make some history?
Maybe I'm so jealous of myself and so I'm hindering
Maybe I'm just tough, maybe I'm too much
Maybe I just had it rough, maybe I should call a bluff
Or maybe I'm just Ughhh, maybe I'm just Ughhh
Or maybe I'm just Ughhh, or maybe I'm just Nah
I think that I should give myself a round of applause
Because I'm loving on my body and accepting all my flaws
Never will I be that small, I can't make a drink at all
I just want my medal, I don't think the weight should be involved

So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm dealing with depression and taking on deep anxiety
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm writing all this pain that I bottled up deep inside of me
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm dealing with depression and taking on deep anxiety
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm writing all this pain that I bottled up deep inside of me

Okay I'm one of the dopest, I'm like cocaine
But then I'm one of the weirdest I'm like Romaine
And then my daddy he passed me just hella game
It's like he packed me with controllers cuz' I knew he wasn't playing
I'm really over family, gotta keep it slim
A fighter like a Harris, but a thinker like a Grimme
I think a need a therapist to help me with my vent
Because I'm hiding hella symptoms like I'm mentally entrenched
Learning how to swim because I'm sinking to my brim
Learning reading scriptures might prevent me from my sins
I'm learning that I'm changing, but there's something wrong with this
And even when they trip me, I just dust it off and twist
But neither here and there, no one really cares
All they wanna do is gossip, and repeat it like a prayer
Couldn't get enough, and so they had to go and touch
Looking at the fruit, they took a bite and fucked me up
Okay I'm done, I wrote it up and that's enough
I'll see you later diary, I'll tell you what wassup
To tell you what wassup, to tell you what wassup
I have to do it later cuz' my wrist I slowly cut
To tell you what wassup, to tell you what wassup
I think you'd find me later cuz' I'm losing hella blood
To tell you what wassup, to tell you what wassup
I tried to give a warning, but they never gave a fuck

So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm dealing with depression and taking on deep anxiety
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm writing all this pain that I bottled up deep inside of me
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm dealing with depression and taking on deep anxiety
So dear diary, so dear diary
I'm writing all this pain that I bottled up deep inside of me



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Writer(s): Ciara Harris
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