Feeling of despair thinking what if
unfulfilled dream of gods gift
43 takes my emotions up and down the lift
I'm going through life floating a drift
i wanna feel free like a bird
jumping off a bridge mite seem absurd
but for that second I'm flying
a moments freedom falling
the destination doesn't phase me
its just that moment of being free
that I'm wishing to find and breathe
at the end i hope heavens greeting me
what could've been what should've been
what i wanted to be seen
i fell 7 short of being perfect
7 digits away from my life being perfect
i pretend to be proud n contempt on the surface
but deep inside the anguish and regret
the thoughts of anger n hatred i hate 2 confess
i wanna leave it all because its a big mess
i ponder the point of my existence
and wonder if anyone cares about my disappearance
