Diary (3rd of June, 2023) Lyrics

Okay, let's go

I blocked Hermit two days ago, he was being kinda unfair in a game

When I called him that, he redirected it against me

And he didn't admit his own mistakes, well, that really is unfair

So I'm fairly but barely sad right now, but I do hope that he

Isn't at all sad, I hope that he's really happy

I might be called a liar, but I cannot prove that I'm not

I'd have to X-Ray my brain, it'd look kind of happy

I think you'd see four eyes, but if so, then you'd be smokin' pot

Oh, my dear diary, what would I want to write on you today?

Should I list my wrongs and my rights 'cause I don't have n'un else to say

Oh, my dear diary, why would I ever neglect you like this, please stay

Today, I haven't told nothin' to you, and I'm sorry, what price shall I pay

Oh, my dear diary, today it just really was another day

Tried to up myself, but then I slipped, and after that I just laid

On my ass, sorry dear diary, nothin' interestin' but it's my fate

I truly do hope I'll keep liftin' myself, or I just might fall in a crate

Yesterday I talked with my new best friend who's also my closest

I called her since she was feelin' sad, so I tried to draw a smile

Probably did, I really hope so, also I told her s'um I had to confess

But I can't reveal that, just wait two weeks, don't give me a dial

I'm happy it's happenin' though, waited for this for eight months

I thank my parents and I thank God, thank you for this, it wasn't in my odds

Also, I was thinkin' of changin' my stage name, the rapper hunts

But I've decided I'll just stay as Indie, the name doesn't stink and rot

Oh, my dear diary, what would I want to write on you today

Should I list my wrongs and my rights 'cause I don't have n'un else to say

Oh, my dear diary, why would I ever neglect you like this, please stay

Today, I haven't told nothin' to you, and I'm sorry, what price shall I pay

Oh, my dear diary, today it just really was another day

Tried to up myself, but then I slipped, and after that I just laid

On my ass, sorry dear diary, nothin' interestin' but it's my fate

I truly do hope I'll keep liftin' myself, or I just might fall in a crate

Today, I had to go to boxing class, but I skipped, resemblin' my old self

Don't like being a slacker like my old self, he ain't me no more

'Fore he morphed into me, he was skinny and short, nothing like myself

I don't know why, but I wanna delve into this topic more

The old me was a snitch actin' like he was depressed, like he was broken

But he was chillin' and he didn't like that, he needed a sob story

He wanted to be important and special, but fuck that, he ain't a token

Lastly, before I go, I want to say that I recommend Denzel Curry (the fuck)

Oh, my dear diary, what would I want to write on you today?

Should I list my wrongs and my rights 'cause I don't have n'un else to say

Oh, my dear diary, why would I ever neglect you like this, please stay

Today, I haven't told nothin' to you, and I'm sorry, what price shall I pay

Oh, my dear diary, today it just really was another day

Tried to up myself, but then I slipped, and after that I just laid

On my ass, sorry dear diary, nothin' interestin' but it's my fate

I truly do hope I'll keep liftin' myself, or I just might fall in a crate

Tomorrow, I—