A gift not so great.

Life is a gift they say.
The best gift there is.
So is being like this a gift as well?
Everything happens for a reason they say.
I don’t see it. I don’t.
I’m not even old. I’m actually pretty young.
Why I want this gift to be returned?
Why I want to feel bones snap as I don’t ever reach the ground.
A gruesome scene for others to see.
But a ending I’m longing to be.
Should I give this gift a chance atleast?
Good things might come.
But what if
I experience her again
I long another week
To see my tears
To think about my end
I should just go right ahead.
The best thing on my mind
So long. The end.