Should I kill myself? Saturday Writing Essential

Should I live or should I die?

Do I take the high road and let people make fun of me because I am royalty or do I just end it all right now? Then at least I can sleep and I mean really sleep. I don't have to think about women and the grief they cause me. And I so deeply deserve to sleep and not think about women anymore!

This piece came from the very famous soliloquy from Hamlet:

To be, or not to be, — that is the question: —

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? — To die, — to sleep, — 
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, — to sleep; — 
To sleep! perchance to dream: — ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despis'd love, the law's delay,


Rewrite some famous piece of literature, poetry, opera, or song. Not the whole thing, obviously, just a sampling of a few paragraphs, stanzas, or verses. Make it your work. (Include the original text so readers can compare them.)