I need to kick the bucket

Indeed! I need to disappear

I lost the fight

The clash of this life

The clash of carrying on with this life.

I need to bite the dust

I'm drained to battle everything

I'm drained to battle each taunt

My ears are block

lips resemble a container clear.

I need to kick the bucket

It's not in my grasp now

To conceal my feelings

Consistently on the cushion

Each tear in the cushion.

I need to pass on

My solidarity is turning out to be free

I'm becoming weary of battling

Will you help me

Will you help me?