Nada sounds like a Melanie Martinez song

I'm pretty uncomfortable with life and how it's getting worse

When your concerns aren't love anymore, but god's wrath

I get a little gray hair for every scare you share

My journals were never limpid, not once

In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence
—Robert Lynd

I'm your little bird who's drawn to silence

How do I cope with life?
Simple, act as if nothing happened

Your father figure has died. Unreal
Your parents killed your cat. Can't recall
The only male you loved betrayed you. Never happened
Everything is getting worse. Where?

My little fantasies are blocked by the world's big problems

I didn't have tea time today
Sadge

I'm excited to try and write my diaries in french

Me when stressful nightmares : ugh
Me when no stressful nightmares : ugh

It's quite boring without 'em