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9-19-02





I'm not good enough



For this society



For there is no reliability



Why does everything



Come so hard for me



I'll be dead before I can see



Why God hates me



Why no one loves me



Trembling under tears,



As I approach the bridge



Choking on my fears



I close my eyes



Whisper goodbyes



Take one final step



Upon the bridge's curb



I bite my lip



From them blood drip



So I can taste my courage



I take one final quivering breath



See what I'll leave behind?



Fights and screams and things obscene



Like life itself, a deadly dream



With searing pain, nothing to gain



I take the plunge



Wind through my hair



Realizing some one might care