The diary of my heart

The diary of my heart,
Splashes of color beautiful art,
Sweet as sugar,
Vicious as spice,
Never understood,
But perfectly misunderstood,
Gypsies and fairies are my dreams to be,
Pink daisies are for me to see,
My soul wishes for beauty,
While my body walks through distress,
Peace is what I yearn for;
But it’s the diary of my heart that set me free.