I'm tired of life,
What's the point?
I no longer want to fight this war,
I stare at the ground,
Its so far away,
I posed my eyes,
Is today the day?
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I should try to fight,
But what's the point of that,
When I'll never be alright?!
I take a step to the ledge,
And I'm thinking about dying,
The ride will be fun,
It'll feel like I'm flying!
I consider gravity and think, "now or never."
Glade for once,
I'm not as light as a feather,
I wonder what people will see,
My body or a lump?
I guess I'll never know......
For that's when I took a jump.
