I didn’t kill myself because I hoped to see you again 
I Whispered silently to my only friend
We had managed to survive thus far
Wearing David’s bright yellow star 
The killing of Jews hadn’t happened I tried to pretend 
I didn’t kill myself  because I hoped to see you again.
But it had happened and the memories never left
Waking screaming your tattooed number with your hand over your chest 
Forever traumatized by the chamber of hell
Telling anyone your Jewish you just couldn’t tell 
Hoping the Nazi’s didn’t borrow your skin 
I didn’t kill myself  because I hoped to see you again 
Survival of the fittest when no one was fit
Fear of being shot like a dog and thrown into a pit 
Darkness surrounds you as you claw your way out 
Is this what life is really about?
I trust in God his is within 
I didn’t kill myself because I thought I’d see you again