Wanna join me?
It will be funny,
to just be there.
Just come, Honey.
As I can see,
you are getting a bit nervous.
It's okay, we won't take the elevator,
it's out of service.
We choose the stairs.
I hope you don't mind.
Or else, I can bring you up,
I can still do it while I'm blind.
Finally we are at the top,
what should we do?
Don't be scared,
just enjoy the view.
Don't be afraid,
it's okay.
Everyone has to
decay.
Oh, you are feeling,
a bit better.
So I take this opportunity,
and hand you a letter.
Unfortunately you don't open it,
you just ran up to me and start to cry.
You start to say these worlds again and again:
"Don't say goodbye."
I begin to say my last words:
"It's okay, just read the letter."
You don't let me go,
I haven't been better.
I realise that this is amazing,
this feeling is good.
Commiting suicide isn't always good
in your childhood.
Yes, this was my plan,
until I met YOU.
You did something with my mind,
it's a breakthrough.
I pulled out a gun,
and pointed at my head.
And your eyes immediately,
turned to red.
I watched your face,
your lips started to move.
You wanted one thing,
that gun removed.
You finally opened the letter,
and started to read it.
Killing myself isn't the solution,
I admit.
But doing it is the FUN.
Finally ending it.
Using a weapon.
Now I can quit.
