The Point

What's the point of smiling
If in the end we cry?
What's the point of living
If at some point, we all die?
What's the point of giving up
If in the end you still get hurt?
What's the point of being you
If your heart is in the dirt?
What's the point of wanting peace
When hate is in us all?
What's the point of trying hard
If it just make you fall?
What's the point of love
If all you get from it is fear?
Who would want to live a life
Made from human tears.
We are all inanimate
Until emotion makes us real.
No one will ever know true love
Unless they know how to feel.
So hang on for now
Because things will get better.
It may be raining out there,
But no storm lasts forever.