Choice of the Broken

I am not dead
Merely trying to live
Why is it me you dread
When hope is what I give?

Are you trying to push me away
Wanting to suffer alone
Letting the shadows stay?
The seeds of darkness are sown

Do I seem dishonest in your eyes?
Do my words burn your heart?
Am I another being to be despised,
Here only to tear you apart?

Make me how you want to
Label me with your own voice
I will still say I am here for you
To accept my help, is your own choice.