I don't see the point in watching TV all day long
I don't see the point in acting like I belong
I don't see the point in doing my own homework
I don't see the point in ignoring someone's smirk
I don't see the point in believing things are real
I don't see the point in involving in some scandal
I don't see the point in obliging my younger siblings
I don't see the point in collecting some old shillings
I don't see the point in lying in bed all day
I don't see the point in waiting for decay
I don't see the point in enduring someone sing
I don't see the point of them hinting that it is morning
I don't see the point in letting all this happen
Because if I do all of this my life ends up misshapen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem