Diary

Dear Diary,
Why? For such a small word, it is so complexed.Why me? Why you? I could spend forever serching, looking for the right answer. An answer that stops my questioning. An answer that means something, anything. Diary, tell me why everything does'nt make any sense. Why everything just swirls in my head, creating a pit of nonsense. I don't understand why everthing means somthing different to everyone else. Why can't I see the "big picture". Tell me Diary, Why does it hurt?