Staying Alive

I'm alive---not out of need, but from habit or fear.
One could simply say goodbye to life if one wished, but saying goodbye to daily routine—that's hardly a simple matter!
When living becomes more important than life itself, what choice is there but to quietly accept the curse of longevity?
I'm alive...without even thinking whether I'm well or unwell. When someone asks how I am, I find it quite amusing. Far from digesting that small courtesy, even showing it feels uncomfortable!
I'm alive...simply because I haven't died; there's no nobility here, no high aspirations, no accounting... Expectation of immortality? That's certainly absent!