Lletres: Travis. Dear Diary.

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 diary
What is wrong with me
Cos I'm fine between the lines