Getting ready to jump off that cliff.
I’ve prepped so much
I know this cliff,
This cliff knows me.
It’s heard of me, but isn’t impressed.
I will show you, cliff.
I will show you how far I jump.
You will see me, leaping.
This cliff broke me before,
Legs, arms, back, neck, spine
Worst of all–my mind
I think the cliff expects me to worry.
It thinks it is very steep,
Very unstable. It’s a scary cliff!
But when something breaks you over and over and over and over again
At some point, you get up, put your bones back in place, and start climbing back up to the top
Fuck you, cliff!
Watch me as I run and jump–
You think this heart is scared of you?
You are just some dumpy-ass hill.
I’m a cliff jumper, it’s what I do.
I jump cliffs,
and I prepare for them too.
My heart knows you, cliff.
Hold my spliff,
Bout to run off this shit.
Cuz I’m a cliff jumper
I run, I jump,
and I don’t care about how high
And I sure as shit don’t care if I land.