Dear Diary

My thoughts are in a mess. Maybe I should put them in a little rhyme.

Life might give you lemons but it might not be for lemonade

It's how you see and watch and maybe get some aid.

It's painful to see friends go

But I know that they will never be foe

I love everyone will all my heart

That's why this decision seems to be so hard

As light shines into the room and a brand new day begin

I sit here wondering to myself if I will be the same again.

The night has fallen and the moon sees the pain I feel

The stars company me as my heart slowly reveals

I slowly release my thoughts and my decisions to make

But never will I mess it again for goodness sake

I wish this choices were made simpler for me

Because I have to know it - it is the key.

Believe me when I say I do not want to say it yet

As I watch and wait and take a bet

This last decision might not have yet been made

Life might give you lemons but it might not be for lemonade.

It's a complete stream of consciousness dramatized but I think I feel just a tiny but better just saying this out.