Dear diary...

Dear diary I'm telling myself I'm not pretty like those girls in the magazines 
I'm lying to myself thinking I don't deserve all those perfect princess dreams 
In the mirror are tortured feelings and a monster is all I see
Dear diary my friend, my only one who let's me write, please set me free 

The music I listen to I worry across every single note 
My dad is sitting there writing another lovely poem
Without my book and a place to imagine, I'll sit here feeling all alone
With a divide of being free I feel that you are my place, my person and my house is a home

Dear diary my friend you're in my safe place under my bed waiting to accept what's running through my head
You're ugly 
You're a liar
You're wrong
You're right
You're my therapy and I'll sleep with you every night 
These are just lines on my pages but they make me smile 
Because when I write them down I know they are just mine
They are just mine

Dear daughters...

I've seen your eyes weap and witnessed your heart beat but dad is here to still put you to sleep
You are the apple of my eye
My whole world in my lifetime
Everyday I echo your smile
And I know you are always mine
So when the time comes to walk yous down that aisle 
We'll all be swimming in the church from the tears I cry
So from one dad to my two daughters lift your heads so high
Your dad is so proud
Your dad is so proud...Xx