Should I jump?

I had a lot of thought.
A continuous production of rants.
I had a lot of opinion,
An overflowed box of ideas.

But I feel like I've written it all down,
One way or another,
Each thought a reflection of another.
Each rant a reenactment of the other.

It goes 'round and 'round.
It's not even entertaining anymore.
The ride is endless.
It goes 'round and 'round.
And I'm just bored.

Should I jump?
Maybe then it'll set me free.

Or maybe I'll die.
But is there such difference?