With his hand

She took a step,thinking about what she was going to do
the pain and the torture could go away, if she just carried through
No one cared, she wasn't known at school
she was an outcast, to them she wasn't cool
Still debating, whether to do it or not
Someone was there with her, trying to show he cared
Debating, Debating, these were her thoughts
"Miss step down" thats all he said as the man
held out his hand
She looked up, "whats the point in living"
He paused, she stepped, she flew
thats all it took was one hesitation
to end a life not worth living, a life of damnation
not being loved.. but hit everyday
and being shut out from receiving the loved she deserved
but it wasn't the way out, and the man knew it
Regretting he couldn't say anything
but still he prays hoping she has wings
for the angel who touched his heart
but never touched his hand
who flew out the hard way and never took a chance.