When your voice cannot be heard, what's the point of speaking?
When no one will listen, what's the point of caring?
When no one bothers, what's the point of trying?
When you fail, what's the point of trying again?
When it hurts, what's the point of life?
When you're upset and no one will comfort you, what's the point of tears?
When you have a shot, what's the point of shooting?
When there has to be darkness, what's the point of light?
When there is lust, what's the point of love? Or vice versa?
When there is starvation, what's the point of food?
When everything is going wrong, what's the point, anyways?
When there are enough people in this world to suffer, what's the point of all the rest?
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My Chemical Imbalance
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