Mother earth hug me, I'm jumping

Everything has reached to the top
I thing it's the time
It will be exciting to taste the drop
Wait a minute & tell me
What is my crop?
Have I gain anything
Except this eternal flop?
What would I miss?
Eating the crap sop?
Or wearing my dirty slop?
What would I miss?
Betrayal? cheating? loneliness?
All this shit must stop
& off this edge it's time
To make my final hop