What’s the point of my life
What’s the point of all this strife
What’s the point of living life like this, day by day
What’s the point for this pain, that makes me want to run away
What’s the point for people lying, when they say my life will turn out fine
What’s the point for any of this
When all I wanted you to say was, have a nice day and give me a kiss
If you read this don't have sympathy
Try your hardest and don't turn out like me