[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