What's The Point of Living

Come on tell me the point,
Id really like to know,
What’s the point
Of seeing another ugly tomorrow?

Ive already lost my happiness,
Ive already fell
So far that I can’t get up,
I have felt more pain than words can ever tell.

So tell me,
Why go on?
Why live the life
Full of only treason?

Ive wasted everything,
Wasted all my tears,
Flooded my room with them,
Throughout these ugly years.

Ive done everything wrong,
Cut my skin to the bone,
Ive watched my self bleed,
As I sat there alone.

Ive believed so many things,
Lost myself in so many lies,
Ive been used,
And I’ve held in so many screams and cries.

I have nothing to live for,
I just want to break through,
I want to leave everything behind,
I want to leave all the pain I’ve been through.