Under the bridge

Under the bridge: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 27th January 2013, Sunday, 5:53 p.m.-5:59 p.m., in the car with parents and another 18 km to Rawang 

I saw a man,
Sitting there;
Touching his hair,
Both his hands,
Skin not fair,
Shirt not tear;
Why is he there?
Does he know where?
With his friend,
Already dead;
Standing straight,
Motor shaped,
Don't worry, man,
Under the bridge you can;
Anywhere you can,
Life isn't the end,
Glad you didn't pretend,
Whatever in there;
Just get rid, okay?
There are lots to see and share,
It's as long as you aren't scared.

P/S: Finally being able to blog this poem of mine out and based on the title that I've figured out, it reminds me of this song by All Saints. Classic! Coincidences do happen! Check it out and enjoy :")