Tragic Flaw

Every time I come around,

Somewhat tossed on ground.

I am just too old,

My body is cold.

But my heart just keeps me alive,

Thy response drains my life.

Yet somehow learnt to survive,

Mad human drive.

Hard to oblige,

So I begin to cringe.

Bruised all over,

Bitten over and over.

Driven to insanity,

Yet I believe in humanity.