You told me that you were cold
As you'd fallen, were dead inside
Flesh now decayed, turned so gray
Death your only friend, the end
Your eyes were a different story told
Because you feared death, suicide
You were comfortable in your cage
Unable to heal or to truly mend
But still, you refuse to leave
Facing all that, you still believe
Listen to yourself, your own words
And recognize the world will turn
Nothing you speak makes it true
Though you are angry I won't burn
I'm not being mean, just telling you
Your life is the only one you get
Life and death is a very narrow line
If you try to embrace every day
You might enjoy the life you have
For perhaps the very first time
