So I'm standing at the top of a cliff
And i feel the wind blow through my hair
Yesterday i told my mum i felt suicidal
She calmly spoke "You wouldn't dare"
She sneered at me and walked away
I dragged my feet and brought myself here
I tell myself it's foolish
But living is my only fear
I throw myself off and plunge some forty feet
Wake up in hospital, arms wrapped in plaster
Sit and stare into the mirror
At this beautiful disaster.
