whats the point of trying

when you are bound to fall

whats the point of crying

when there  is nothing you can do at all

as the days go by

i feel like i fade

i cant even keep track

of all my pain

most of the time 

when i walk down the hall

within this big ol school

i feel so small

i only have 3 friends

3 friends is all

and even with them i feel small

sometimes i wanna cry

and cut my wrist

because everthing in this world

makes me so pissed

but then i remember 

all i own

and i may live in a houes

that doesnt feel liuke a home

at least i have somewhere to go

when i feel all alone

right now i may not care 

but i hape someday

my life will seem fair