What is the f*cking point in all of this?
All I ever have are questions with no goddamn answers.
Its boring to live, sad to laugh, and difficult to love.
Disappointment has always been there for me.
I have never held my breath for something good to come around.
Let's just face it.. it doesn't matter how hard I try.
Its never gonna end up the way I pictured it.
Now you ask me..
What was my f*cking point in all of this?
I am just sick of it all.
Goddamn me.. For everything dies.
All that we know, all that we see, all of those we love, all of its gone.