What's the point on being hear
when your not need it
they only want you to disappear
What the point of being alive
if your death inside
without light
without shine
What's the point on being yourself
if you just being judge every time
and nobody cares of what you feel
they just don't want you to be yourself
What's the point by fighting for love
when the person you love
is the one who destroys your heart
when that person does not care if your there
cause your a ghost that's not there
Whats the point on being happy
if every time you are
somethings bad happens
I just can't believe that this is our reality
This is what we do
We destroy each other
Just to know
We're not the only ones who suffer
What's the point...
What's the point...
What's the point...
What's the point...
YOU ARE READING
Just don't
PoetryPoems from the lonely heart that always silence what they want to say. Mostly for fear of starting something they don't want to see it end.
