Missing you

Hope? or Not?

I have no hope, for a ending I never wanted. It's painful and won't go anywhere. I'll go ahead and try just to find out. Tell me I'm broken, damaged, useless. Rip off the band-aid and get it over with. And in that, it has to be worth something. Perfect. The joke is on you. I'm a professional at being the second option. I understand now why my rage...well it's not low. I definitely have it for you. And in my mind I just plain kill you, but in real life I kill you with kindness and take all of the unwanted. It's me, isn't it? Isn't it always? Except when I want to be.