What's the point of living
Anyone please tell me
Treasure, fame, money?
Who limits its worthy
Whats the point of living
If nothing was alright
Despair, hopeless, broken
The pain we can't escape
Whats the point of living
If we all have to die at the end
So why can't I just die now?
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Isolated Soul
PoetryYou said you would be there when you got problems. I can't seem to find even a glimpse of your shadows. Lies and smiles always come together. Isn't that awesome?
