Because life’s never easy

Life’s always hard

And you’re stuck in the middle

Between what you were and what you are

And you’re not sure what’s right

And you’re not sure what’s wrong

And you’re not sure who to trust

Or who will do you wrong.

Your friends say they care,

But do they really,

Or is it illusion spun by

hormones and feeling?

Standing on a ledge,

Looking back and looking forward

Would you be missed?

Forgotten?

Ignored?

What if one day you weren’t there anymore?

What mark did you make?

What story left behind?

Your own, or a strangers’,

And who’s left to tell it?

Would they remember?

Would they miss you?