The Point.
What's the point of walking?
When I just get in the way.
What's the point of talking?
When they just manipulate me.
What's the point of hearing?
When they just call me names.
What's the point of breathing?
When it just feels like im poulting.
What's the point of seeing?
When they just give me dirty looks.
What's the point of living?
When I just keep messing up.
