You may think it is for your travels
In a way it is
For your travels in the new life
Your are searching, building, dreaming of.
Because of your harsh education
You can't express feelings
And I understand that
I dig it really
So use this diary
To break down this wall
Between you and the world
To give you access to colour again
For the world has become grey
Don't worry the fortress will still be there
If you need it
Use this diary to be in touch with yourself
To open safely and surely
A way out of the labyrinthine realm
Chocking you to depression
To scream your frustration
About this non sensical world
Which you have been brought up
In this universe of blatant lies and idiocies
To shout about the unfairness, injustice of it all
Of a system out of its grooves
Running out of control
On a collision
To laugh yourself silly
To the point of crying tears of joy
To cry out of passion
With fire in your belly
Break the rules
Dare to be yourself
Each page should see
The explosion of your certitudes
Start anew everyday
Doubt everything
You've been told
Don't believe
Experience and test
Compare
Many failures will you face
Their lessons will be yours
Dream large,
For there is no limits
But those you build yourself
Not every day will be pleasant
That is a certainty
But when it comes to count
You'll be surprised
How many you remember
Spill your guts out
Tear any remnant
That still holds you there
Splash the blood of your fury
All over the page
Your words will be strong
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