Standing atop this dangerous skyscraper,
I threaten myself by taking another terrifying step towards the edge,
My eyes won't focus on the ground below,
Only the sky above,
As I cry holy tears I see,
A beautiful plain Taxi Cab fall to my feet,
I know where it will take me,
So I hop inside before my feet reach the ledge.

These headlights soon become too dark for me to stay,
So I jump out into the stars,
They fly by as I drop,
My hands are wrapped in black ink,
Representing my creative input onto paper,
The beautifully plain Taxi Cab attempts to save me,
It misses and I'm bursting with pride.