In my mind, I hide such a divine disturbance
God I need help and its urgent, the earth has been infected with ignorance
My primary enemy, which is society, is holding a conspiratorial grudge against me
My respect for my mortality has gone adrift to the sea of the mysterious
I'm about to jump this bridge and I'm a tad bit more serious
I have the rope tighten around my neck, I refuse to loosen because I don't want to breathe
Females and I never connect, ending my life early is what I want to achieve
It has been shown that my suffering and pain have grown to the point where everyone is at sudden disbelief
No one in the world will express their anguish for my grief
In my mind my death will be painless, let's see
I'm about to jump off this bridge, here I go, one...two.....three..
But possibly, if I survive
My mother and everyone alive, will try to re-establish their love for me
It is hard for a 17 year absent entity to get established
Rock harder than trying to have sex without a mattress
I'm always thinking about breast and sex, and no I'm not a $$$got
I need a place to put my erection and stretch, suicide is sex and I'm an addict
The only difference, between suicide and sex is the mode of activity it requires
But in contrast, they're both sins but they fulfill my devious desires
In reality, hard to explain because its complex, I really don't want to die
My absence for sex, has increased my need for suicide
My social isolation, which I'm hating, has me partaking homocide
It's a piece of cake, as I swim this lake, I'll mix it with water and swollow my hollow pride
Some followed and died
Establishing a leadership, I've tried
But who am I? I look deep inside as I try to avoid the void that leads to suicide