What's The Point? Poem by something changing
What's The Point?
When all you do is ruin a life
And your every word cuts like a knife
What’s the point in living?
When you’re the one that kills
And not the one that feels
What’s the point in trying?
When you get broken down
And ripped inside out
What’s the point in caring?
When nothing ever matters
And all your hopes are tattered
Why does it still matter?
Friday, November 2, 2007
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