If I kept a diary
That would be just one more thing
To stop me in my tracks
Nostalgia keeps me coming back
And if I kept a diary
And our parents ever found it
Then you and I, we would be fired
As their sons and daughters
I will not keep a diary
Because someone then might read it
I have a fear of being found out
As someone who does not mean it
I will not write things down
I will not write this down
If I kept a diary
It would not be published
In the manner of anne frank
Writing from her attic dank
If I kept a diary
I fear that you might find it
And ridicule me for all time
For even having tried it
I will not write things down
I will not write this down