Spent most of my days staring into plain concrete, papers of schoolwork, phone screen, then whenever I go outside it'd always be the same kind of noises of the transportation and people's talking, whispers, whines, cries, and laughs. All mixed together, it was indeed a lot to handle. I never liked crowds. Issues roaming around, gossip, rumor, and drama. Do not start with the political issues.
I came on this bridge, never felt more free. The only thing (gently) punching my face was the fresh air. Never the reality anymore. I forgot everything, and I meant everything. Almost forgot my sanity, too, that I found myself standing on the edge of the bridge. I stare into the water running below me. Contemplating.
I have had enough of this, I could've jumped off. All it would've taken was one step away from the edge. I took one step. Back. Silently walking away, wondering if somebody is glad.
