You have always looked at me
With a doubt or suspicion in your eyes.
This was your guarantee:
"Never, Will I surmise
You, even though you disagree."
I always thought of you as wise.
Though your piercing looks made me want to flee.
You will not miss me.
Here I am-about to rebel.
Of my pain is too much. Inside me, it swells.
This is the last time we will speak.
You will never again have to pretend.
My heart reeks
With confused thoughts that can't comprehend
Why your answers were always oblique.
So here I stand
On this bridge
With a rope in hand.
Racing through my mind
Are feelings of regret and sorrow.
Why had I been so blind?
I knew I would not regret this tomorrow.
For by then, I will have left mankind.