I stand atop the railings,
and take in some fresh air.
If I were to jump now,
would anybody care?

The world is now retreating,
I feel myself getting further from the ground.
If I took my life a mile away,
would I even make a sound?

A crowd soon starts to gather,
they say "You have your whole life ahead of you!"
But life isn't some simple game,
if only those fools knew.

I fill my lungs with one breath,
as do others as I leap.
I smile, knowing what awaits me,
is joy and eternal sleep.

The world must truly despise me,
something just won't let me leave.
I lie conscious on the ground,
wiping my tears with a frayed jumper sleeve.

Strangers try to comfort me,
they say "It's okay to cry."
But crying won't change anything,
it's easier to give up and die.