It's hard when all you want to do
is just cry and scream because everything's a mess but you can't. There's physically nothing left.
There's no tears to cry,
no energy left for you to scream
and nothing left to fight for.
So what's the point?
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"Whats the bloody point?"
It's hard when all you want to do
is just cry and scream because everything's a mess but you can't. There's physically nothing left.
There's no tears to cry,
no energy left for you to scream
and nothing left to fight for.
So what's the point?