Unmade

Maybe hope's a dangerous thing,

'cause no matter what, 

I'm broken in the end.

You never divide, 

You just blur the lines.

Ever so lost in the dark light.

And I don't want to be here,

Just wanna drown in it.

Break myself, turn around it.

And would you care for me?

Not at all.

Then why do you expect from me,

You know it all.

Dig deep in the cuts of my chest,

Just so you know why you don't ever get my best.

They say when no one does, believe yourself,

So I stare into the mirror until I see myself.

I know soon the light's gonna burn out,

And it'll be too late for me to reach out.

But, I'll take it until I've had enough,

Break it, then build it back up.

Keep drowning to come to the surface, 

Then go back down, 

leaving it all unmade.

P.S the writer do realise it makes no sense at all, accept the apologies.