What's The Point

What is a word it’s just something I write down,
What is to write when you have to read to make a sound,
What is noise if I am deaf,
Why do I need a right hand if I only use my left,
What’s the point of hands when I don’t want to pick stuff up,
What’s the point of stuff when I never have enough,
What’s the point of substance if it always gets abused,
What’s the point of abuse if treatment is pursued,
What’s the point of pursuing something if I always quit,
What’s the point of quitting if I always give a little bit,
What’s the point of a little bit if I only want the whole thing,
What’s the point of wanting something when to it I cannot cling,
What’s the point of holding on if I always let go,
What’s the point of letting go if where I’m going I don’t know,
What’s the point of knowing if it’s all a mystery,
What’s the point of something mysterious if its something my eyes cant see,
What’s the point of seeing if every thing is dark,
What’s the point of darkness if the world can make a spark,
What’s the point of a spark of hope if it gets crushed below despair,
What’s the point of being sad if I don’t really care,
What’s the point of caring if I’m lying when I do,
What’s the point of lying if I’m just lying to you,
What’s the point of you if I don’t know why you’re here,
What’s the point of this place if it’s full of what I fear,
What’s the point of fear when everything will turn out fine,
What’s the point of a happy ending if theirs is different than mine,
What’s the point of what I want if I will never achieve my dreams,
What’s the point of dreaming if I’m not quiet what I seem,
What’s the point of pretending if there’s nothing for me to hide,
What’s the point of hiding if there’s no one in whom I confide,
What’s the point of confiding if I have nothing to say,
What’s the point of tomorrow if I only want today,
What’s the point of wanting if you want what you cant have,
What’s the point of having if have doesn’t have a word that rhymes,
What’s the point of this poem if I doesn’t rhyme one bit,
What’s the point of rhyming if it always sounds like shit,
What’s the point of writing if I don’t want to anymore,
Maybe it’s all pointless and nothings what it’s for.