The Way Down

I didn't fall down from the cliff. 
I jumped and screamed all the way down. 
No, I didn't mind you staring at me.
Yes, some how through the fall I thought I would die. 
That just made me laugh. 
As the water hit my thighs, I felt I was flying. 
My face goes down under and I come right back up. 
I look up, the people look terrified. 
All of them looking at me like I might be on drugs. 
None of them willing to take the jump. 
Most frozen in fear. 
I smile, I feel like a daredevil.
They'll have to take their time. 
As I float down, I yell, see you at the bottom. 
But, truly I don't want to see you at the bottom. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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