Have you ever tried hiding, say in a jar of formaldehyde?
Or telling someone you love, that you don't want them and lied?
Have you ever longed, say be stretched out and measured up?
Or whisper to your self, in her ear, that your souls not corrupt?
Have you ever tried fighting, when peace is all you long for?
Or knocking and running, on your own front door?
Have you ever called out, and not known what to say?
Or screaming and shouting, to let them know you're OK?
Have you ever tried quitting, so you can make a good start?
Going back to the end, so you can better depart?
Don't try anything else, until you've tried not to live.
Because living is won when to the death you've had to give.