Standing on the edge of this building. I realize how bad my life really is. Looking down I can see couples holding hands. Some kissing. I've never felt the emotion they feel. Only my fathers cold words of wisdom. Your an embarrassment. Your worthless. No woman will ever want you. It's kind of funny. As the tears roll down my face. I laugh out loud. Maybe he was right. Why wouldn't he be? Fathers always know what's best for their sons. When I was younger, I dreamed of finding someone and holding them close in my arms. Though as I got older, those feelings turned to ashes in my hands. Now I stand up here holding a bottle of booze. The wind blowing through my hair like the cold caresses of death. Maybe I should jump. Maybe I shouldn't. Wouldn't matter. Who would miss me. I'm all alone. I've always been alone. The only thing I've ever asked for was someone to be in love with me. Not money. Not fame. Just one little request. Just someone to love me. As I step closer to the edge I can hear my fathers voice louder. WHO'D WANT A LOSER LIKE YOU? The same words I have heard since I was eight years old and my mother took off with another man. My father told me "See even your mother doesn't want you". I've been shunned ever since. I've never had real friends. Never had a girl show any interest in me. The edge is getting closer. Nobody had ever called me up to hang out. No female will give me a second glance. I'm so damned lonely. And as I step off the edge I think. Why can't I be loved.
