A song about depression, suicide and a girl!

Beat: Boulevard of Broken Dreams (by 2Deep) Beat Link: http://www.shadowville.com/121579/genres/gangsta-beats/boulevard-of-broken-dreams Lyrics: (verse 1) If life is picture perfect then I'm nothing but a flaw, just a miserable stain over the writtings on the wall, My life is worthless cuz I, deserve this, just a shell of a man whos in fright of purpose! but on the surface I look calm and together, strong as the feather wit a long list of never, n through this endeavour I get it wrong like the weather, predictions,……but this song is so clever! hoping things get better but i'm not that optimistic, going ballistic with rhymes so artistic! A-head of my time these rhymes are futuristic, n never simplistic when i spit this linguistic, this music is a way i convay what i keep inside, so get off my case and stop askin reasons why, I hide from the day and dwell in the darkness, I want it that way, in hell with the heartless, (chorus)x2 Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams, I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams, And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream, So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream! (verse 2) I look to the future because I have no past, so you wonder where I'm going and you have to ask, why I live my life fast, you think that I might crash? well I'm a burn in these flames untill I ignite ash! A hot coal, dropped slow, not a pop flow, more like rock roll, chop yo head offa ya knot oh, and leave it smoldering in the flames of my hate, these b*** es want my love, but these dames came too late! now i'm f*** en irate and in a wrong mental state, so suicide is something that I steady contemplate, thinkin bout the ways I could put an end to this life, slit my throat or slash a wrist, it all depends on the knife, blow my brains in yah lap just so that i keep it real, or maybe just overdose on a bunch of sleeping pills, I wanna go to sleep and never f*** en wake, cut the air from my esophagus so that I suffocate! (chorus)x2 Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams, I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams, And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream, So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream! (verse 3) Life has givin' up on me or maybe its reversed, picture first, which is worse, me layin in a hurse? or livin' life depressed allways stayin with a curse? playin' in the dirt when i'm slayin' wit a verse, decaying my whole soul, I'm sayin I don't know, which way that I should go, i'm prayin' I don't show, to my next birthday, don't wanna live to 28.. cuz up untill a month ago that sh** was running great, unaware of your flare, subtle grin and stare, living life without a care, n u came from outta nowhere, and completely f*** ed me up wit your beauty and puppy eyes, they looked so very hurt filled with nothin but f*** en lies, but now I realize you are nothing but my demise, a goddess on the outside but a devil in disguise, you had my trust then turned into a succubus, ran off with my heart so now do what the f*** u must! (chorus)x2 Drivin' down this Boulevard full of Broken Dreams, I mean, its obscene from stare'n at high beams, And it seems when they gleam its making my eyes stream, So Everytime I see your face I can't cope, and I scream!