What’s the point.

What’s the point.
Someone comes
You open the door
You talk, you dance
You hit the floor
You buy a drink
Filled up to the brink
You spill
You see happiness shrink
What’s the point
Fleeting moments of happiness
Are already running away
Only temporarily
Is the sadness kept at bay
You’ve spilled your stuff
But you look tough
It’s all a show
It’s all bluff
What’s the point.
Your jig is up
Your show is done
Whatever you had
Adds up to none
You think it’s pointless
Like everything else
You think you’re done
And everything is a mess
But there is a point my friend
The journey is the point
The journey is the line
And the journey is the ray
The ray of sunshine
The ray of hope
For if there is no hope
What’s the point.

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