wat is it like to die?

wat is it like to commit suicide?

to step onto the road just before the car reaches me. will i fly far? as i soar, will memories flash pass me, like a camera, click click click, picture by picture. i hope i will hv the time to say my last prayer, to wish my last wish. and as i land on the soft grass, i am at peace. i am free. my eyes blinked for the last time, i see the sun set.

the adrenaline rush as i stand at the edge of the building. my heart is pumpin. thoughts racing. one slip, and i will fall. down. i wonder if i'll regret and fight against gravity. so i guess i'll pick the 6th floor. not much time to think.

but if i were to commit suicide, i would choose to get hit by a Rolls Royce or a Jaguar. at least, i wouldn't die so ugly. let the rich be stained w my blood. let them be reminded tat they are not the only ones in this world. when the rich rage war, it's the poor who die. we die so that u can live ur extravagant lifestyle. we die for ur sins.

i hope someone will write a song abt me, like the way Jackson wrote for Ben. simple, yet beautiful. sputnik spunned @8:33 PM