There I was sitting on the roof of the apartment complex that I loved oh so much as a child, that I've now grown bitter to the sight of, I look down, watching cars go by, watching people, watching the lights of new york city flash, watching drunks that can hardly stand try to pick up girls that could care less. Letting the cold wind flow throughout my long unkept hair I just sit, remembering every word, every hurt, and every cut. Words hurt the most, I know that now. I look down and see a child point at me and whisper something to their mom. I smile and wave, the mother pulls the child along as if I were dangerous, That hurt too. Now I'm just sitting alone in the cold darkness surrounding me on the roof of my building listening to my lonesome thoughts. The next thing I remember is standing up, what I'd say to be a woman lifts their head up and yells "look she's gonna jump" people stare at me, I still stand there looking down seeing few people call authorities. Moments later I hear the doors to the roof open, someone says "kid, please don't do this, people love you" so I then I sit down and playfully say "oh really then, okay, who was there when no one cared, and who was there when I was all alone, and who was there when every single attempt failed, huh? Oh right, no one" they went silent, I took that chance to stand back up pacing across the length of the building, testing them. I then stop to look down at all of the people. Some were recording I didn't mind though. I softly say to the men who supposedly came to help me "it's too late to save me, please leave". But of course, they stayed trying to get me away from the edge. I decided not to waste time. I didn't listen to a word the men were saying I only listened to my thoughts. I knew from the moment they came that they couldn't help, but for once I had hoped someone could save me from myself. I guess I had only hoped because you need to put faith in someone other than yourself. As I turn around facing the men I lean back ready to leave this world, and whisper under my breath "goodbye", after all, every goodbye brings a new hello.