Dear Diary, I Died Again Today

Dear Diary
I died again today
A clumsy joke
It was just a joke
The silence hung
Heavy as a smoking gun
Excuse me while I scream into this bin

I guess I went too far
Walk to the reservoir
Gaze into the abyss
And eat my bag of crisps
It's hard to live with yourself
It's hard to live with yourself

Dear Diary
Every day
You've got to talk with somebody
Somebody you'd really rather not
I gasp for breath
A slow and painful death
Actually, I might just take the stairs

It came out wrong again
See my cheeks burn with shame
A comment so inept
Frank Spencer would have wept
It's hard to live with yourself
It's hard to live with yourself

Dear Diary
I died again today
I died again today