unexisted hope.

the way you look at me.
the way you smile at me,

and all that I can say is 

you look like a fool , darling.

because I can see it clearly in your eye's ;

how they talk to me about the sadness

how they pretending that the scars isn't 

hurt anymore ,how they still hoping that

everything that is broken wont affect anything.

and all that I can say is

you look like a fool , baby.

because the "hope" you're hoping for is me,
and I myself, have failed to floated up, so
I choose to be drown down here ,be lost,


and un---existed.