She stood on the roof,
And stared down at the ground.
She opened her eyes,
And stepped off the edge.
Allowing the breeze softly sweep across her face.
Her hair danced with the wind,
and for once she was happy at peace.
But her moment of peace ended and
As karma may have it,
She hit the ground she once stared at.
She was a dreamer,
That dreamed she could.
And her life was a nightmare,
So she told herself to try.
