[Verse 1: Marceline]
Hello, journal, it's me
It's been a while since we've talked
About my life and stuff
Let's start with my feelings about my friends
Oh, wait, I don't have friends

[Verse 2: Marceline]
There's a whole lot to me and I can't reveal
Because they don't know what it's like to
Live... for-...
Ever... and for-
Get who you even are and
What do you even think about anything?
How can anyone relate to me
When they cannot see what I see?
My vampire eyes see only blood... red... skies;
Blood red skies make tears inside that I always hide
So, I walk alone...
In... my... mental home
I can't let on