The edge...
I don’t know what it is,
But something is driving me crazy.
I don’t know how I got here,
But I do know that I’m about to jump.
You’re really going to try and say that you still care?
Don’t lie to me,
We all know that you meant what you said.
The only reason you’re here is because you know that you couldn’t live with the guilt,
The guilt of knowing that you bought me here.
The only voice I hear is the one telling me to take that final step,
The step that will end all of this.
It will make it better.
It will end all of your regret of bringing me into this world.
It’s not like I chose to be here
You drove me to my breaking point
And trust me when I say,
I could care less about how you feel.
Why do you have to hurt me?
What is it that I did to you that made you hate me?
At one point I wanted to try and change myself to please you,
But here I am at the edge,
A place I’ve been a million times,
Looking back and wondering why I had been so foolish.
I’ve learned now,
That I can try all I want,
But nothing can ever please you
No matter how hard I try
I always end up back on this edge.
I have two choices.
I can turn away and leave with regret
Or I can take that last step,
And end all of your suffering.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper into the wind
And I take that last step
No more looking over the edge...
