Who?

I stand on the ledge,
I look down and wonder-
Who is really the brave one?
The one who flies into eternity
Or the one left on the edge.

I stand on the ledge,
I look around and wonder-
Who notices if we stay or go?
The stranger in the cafe
Or the one whispering of love.

I stand on the ledge,
I look up and wonder-
Who notices us, really notices?
The angels on high
Or just the shadows of our dreams.

I stand on the ledge,
I look down and wonder-
Who is looking and seeing now?
Just a stranger bored with their day
Or no one with time in the rushing of life.

I stand on the ledge,
I look around and wonder-
Who would feel it at all?
The stranger that is witness
Or those called friend, family, love.

I stand on the ledge,
I look up and wonder-
Who am I to wonder at all?
Who am I to matter at all?
Who am I to lose at all?