The Jump

Sitting on a ledge
Thinking of my pain.
The wind blowing around me...
I believe I've gone insane.

So far down below,
All the little car lights
Make me wonder why I'm up here..
I am so afraid of heights.

Standing up above the ground,
Now I mustn't be weak;
I know why I've come here
And a single tear rolls down my cheek.

The wind is now against me,
Blowing me closer to the edge;
I whisper one last good-bye
As I jump off the ledge.