More then just a Jump
I stand on the cliff looking down
Oh the feeling so queasy so high from the ground
Hearing the laughs of my friends down below
Telling me to jump but the rocks are so glow
The demon inside telling me I'm not good enough
Ocean waves are so rough
Closing my eyes with the thoughts of
If I'm not good enough then why not
Jumping into the Abyss
Bringing me to the goal of "What's this"
This poem is about:
Me