Me and my diary have started spending time together,
And everything starts to seem beautiful altogether.

Me and my blank pages have started spending time together,
And all the pain seems fading away altogether. 

My diary is blank:
Cannot speak,
But, has started to ease my pain altogether.
It eases me and soaks my tears,
Without any fears.

I love my diary more than anyone else now,
For it lessens my pain and listens to me
without any judgement and
is impartial to me.

On a white page,
I pour out my tears and fears altogether,
Me and my blank pages have started spending time together,
And everything starts to seem so beautiful altogether.

Another time,
Yet I sit again alone;
On this brown chair, in this room,
Me and my loneliness have started spending time together.

I picked up this pen again,
And started to blacken the white pages again,
 
Me and my diary have started spending time together,
Me and my happiness have started travelling together,
And I know we'll discover something better for the world altogether.