On The Edge...

[Ivy]

Sitting on the edge of this big building.
Thinking about jumping.
But things are coming to my mind.
Like,"should I jump," or "what would life be without me?"
"will Anybody miss me?"
Now I am standing on the edge of this building.
The wind is blowing and my feet are shivering.
I am wanting to jump.
But my mind says,"no" and my soul says,"yes."
So now I'm looking down.
On the paved road.
I'm seeing all the cars fly by.
Now it's up to me.
I am on the edge.....
One foot off the building.
Someone came up from behind me.
And now I've fallen over.
Now I'm laying in someone's windshield.
Blood dripping from my wounded head.
I lost my life all because I was on the edge of this big building

[Ivy]

Like most my inspiration, I either saw it on the news, read it, or it happened to somebody and I was told about it, like this one, so I wrote and summarized what I was told.