Like the survivor said.
Just after he leapt.
It all could have been fixed.
As they all wept.

You had a bad day.
You lost your car keys.
You think your friend hates you.
Any more drama to squeeze?

I see you in pain.
Each and every day.
Silence can hold it in.
Bury it down, far away.

You have nothing.
Your broke and friendless.
Sing tragedy to yourself.
A tone dreary and endless.

You can't take it anymore.
And you can't step down.
When all the faces have gone.
Only icy water all around.

And when it comes to that last step.
When you walk up to the side.
Realize what the survivor did.
Just before he almost died.

It all could be fixed.
With a word or an action.
To live another day.
To start the chain reaction.