Lights

As I look at the lights

I think to myself

How can I go home?

To the life that I loathe

I look down at the ground

That is so far away

I wish I could stay here forever

And never return home

It’s always so peaceful way up here

With no one around

And lights from twinkling town

It starts to grow dark

And I have to clime down

When I get home

My parents will yell and scream

And ask me where I go

I will walk past them to my room

And cry to god that I want to die