I stood on the edge and I jumped. I was pushed. Yeah, I know I just said I jumped, I was pushing the edge though. I was pushed to and past the breaking point. I've always been pushed. I was pushed out of the house when my parents told me to get a life. I was pushed away when I tried to hit on the girls at bar. I was pushed into the gutter by more muscular men. Hell! I was pushed in the halls of high school when I just wanted to get to my next class. I'm just a pushover man. I would get up just get pushed over again until I just laid on the ground knowing that if I get up I would get push back down. See, I got pushed to the edge. That's why I jumped or at least wanted to jump. I was always too cowardly to push back or to jump. I've always relied on getting pushed around to guide me through life. Now, it pushed me to the edge. I need to rely on myself now and not my dependability. It's now time, jump off the edge or push back.