What’s the point of pretending to be happy?
What’s the point of living if there’s nothing to live for?
What’s the point of being here if death is inevitable.
What’s the point of crying if nobody cares?
What’s the point of going on with life if i’m all alone?
What’s the point of my presence if I’m just a burden?
What’s the point of still being here?
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To be yourself 🙂 I also realized this today. If you’re a burden? Do a favour to that person and leave. Be a free burden. Do a favor to all the insecurities inside your exhausted mind and leave. Who is that person that has the heart and the power to give you their hand? You can pull yourself out of this lump and shine on shedding your own light into your own darkness. 🙂
We have the same questions in our mind… Sad that we could not choose if we want to born or not.