It's just a day
like many others
I see the rain falling
inside
and I'm wondering
The sun's gone
dark clouds have taken place
and dismally represent
the expression on my face
Miracles occur sometimes
but usually they don't
I *can* survive this living hell
but yet I know I won't
therefore, I'm wondering
should I? Should I not?
Jump off this little balcony
and waste all this, to rot.