What's the point of putting make up on if you're just gonna cry it off

What's the point of living if you're just gonna die

What's the point of getting out of bed when you're  just gonna get back in it

What's the point of believing
What's the point of trusting
What's the point of life
What's the point of hope

What's the point of lying when you know the truth will come out

What's the point of hiding when you know you're gonna be found

What's the point of talking when you're  just gonna be shut down

What's the point anymore

What's the point of breathing

What's the point of having a past?
So people can judge you from it,
so people can have stuff against you?
so people will leave you because of it.
But it wasn't your fault, it doesn't matter,

Nothing matters anymore