I sit upon on this cliff just thinking about my world
Wishing I could have the one thing that would keep my heart beating
I have no idea what that one this is and I’ve searched for it for years
I have given up all the searching and waiting and sit upon this loose seating.
Each scar that is showing my arm is from all the people I hurt
This was all caused because of all the suicidal thoughts I have ever made
I have shed no more tears because no girl is worth my tears anymore
I’m sick of being hurt by all the rejections which makes me carry this blade.
Jumping from this cliff is all that is on my thinking mind
This is all because I have never had anything in my life to call my own
It was that final rejections that forced my mind to think of committing suicide
So now I will be found in the water or washed up on a beach dead from crushed bones.