Suicide and Scars

Looking high up in the sky I stand still in my balcony Thinking and about to cry Filthy thoughts are all that fathom me I am getting high with the air Thinking of the darkness And giving the stars a blank stare Shouting out my mess And oh! I feel lucky railings are covered I would have slipped Bleeding yet undiscovered And firmly gripped My darkness would hold me I knew for sure Coz what lies inside me Doesn't have a cure And oh I could finally sleep Without the worry of waking up Maybe some would weep Thinking its my windup I wish I come back someday When you stand in your balcony You think of me as you may And maybe then you'd be able to see A world I have left behind My footsteps above the stars And deep inside your mind You'd know the meaning of my scars You'd know the meaning of my scars