How I Wanna Kill Myself

Ask me why, and I'll tell you, 9 is hard.
How I wanna kill.
How I wanna kill myself.
It's nothing new.
No one really knows the way I feel.
Loneliness envelops my head to show.
For so long.
Glowing is an ocean's sweetest dream I have ever had.
In the end, could it ever last?
I don't know.
I've found nobody on earth who's told my lingering sadness in part to all.
It's beautiful.
That light is there on the soul close to a man.
And I am afraid of losing it once again.
I used to believe in later, met him, someone.
Please tell me where they're at.
Should take.