Jumper

'Jump, jump, jump!' they chanted.
Now, their only wish is going to be granted.
My life, it could end here.
And so there will be no pain, no fear.

Tell me, should I end it?
Go down this dark, empty pit?
It would be better, don't you think?
Down the water to sink?

'Jump, jump, jump!' they spat.
I looked down, the ground looked so appealing, yet so flat.
I have to make a decision.
Now, they all look up at me in confusion.

They want to know if I got enough guts to do it.
They just all want a show, the stupid shit.
No, I won't cave in just for their pleasure.
My life, it's a great treasure.

'Jump, jump, jump!' they shouted.
I looked back down and pouted.
Then I smiled brightly.
They were confused, just slightly.

'I won't jump.' I yell down to them.
With my shirt, I fiddled with the hem.
'I have something to live for.' I exclaim.
'That's right. I don't care anymore. Fuck all the fame.'

I stepped down from the ledge.
And walk down the stairs all the way to the grass hedge.
Screw that.
I won't jump and end my life just for some selfish brat.