What Is the Point
What is the point of talking when we are always fighting
What is the point of trying when you always trying to walk away
What is the point of showing you when you think I am going to do it anyways
What is the point of telling you when you know what I am going to say any ways
What is the point of asking you when you always get mad bout every little question
What is the point when no matter what I say or do it always wrong
When no matter how hard I try you knock me down before I fall
When every thing I say something you just get mad and up set
even If im trying to go round it it still happen
Some time I ask my self what is the point
Copyright © Martica Hurd | Year Posted 2012
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