Alone:
Ignorance is bliss

Lonely:
Desiring what you've missed

Can't have it both ways
This time, you must decide.

So my smile stretches wide as I try
At another feeble attempt
A risk of suicide

Dear Diary,
What is wrong with me? 'Cos I'm fine between the lines. Be not afraid; help is on its way. A sentence suspended in air...

Way over there.

Dear Diary,
What else could it be? As nightshade descends like a veil under the sail of my heart. Be still, don't stop until the end.

Dear Dairy,
( What is wrong with me? 'Cos I'm fine between the lines. )

Oh. My. Gosh. Emma e-mailed me back!

I might puke. 'Cause I already felt sick.

Wow. Awwww. More later.