See her, famous.

Would I live if I fell,

Five stories down.

Would I have time to think,

Or would I hover on the brink.

Today and tomorrow,

Days forever laced in sorrow.

Not enough happiness left for me,

It's all swallowed up in greed.

No one needs you here,

We have others to take care.

So take these last memories,

As you jump, they fade away.

We'll remember your name.

We might remember this day.

You might even make the news.

But is that good enough for you?