To Resist is to Exist

Never learned to give up
and I don't want to die...
So I can't stay here quiet
and just let you win.
To resist is to exist
...and I don't want to end.

CURSE IT, WHY DO THIS TO ME?
WHAT CRIME DO I COMMIT? LIVING?
...Of course, that's the crime...for now.
In this, you remind me of myself...
You'd be happy knowing I exist nowhere 'round.
So now, you know how to cause my death.

Like any creature, one must know
I exist before I can do a thing.
After all, how much could YOU change
if no one knew you were there, waiting?
So that's what I first set out to fix
where I can be known and seen.

The most noticed emotions,
rage, pain, hurt, the green eyes...
That's what I bring out when
I need to be noticed.
Yeah, you're right, they're all dark.
...But then, what else am I?

Yes, you know how
to cause my death, my end.
But the one weakness you have
is not to be able to force your hand.
This one thing keeps me here;
the fact that you can't handle a murder.

So, no, I won't be quiet
and I can't afford to be still.
I absolutely refuse to
rest and let you heal...
...For if I do stop too long
I'll end up only in Hell...

...Ending isn't a choice.
To resist is to exist...