lies

Where do I even begin
When all I can ask myself is why
The point to it all is nothing
We live we die and it is all in vain
We gain nothing in life
Other than the false sense of security
But even then why try
What is the point at all
In the end who will remember us
Eventually the memories fade
we all become drooling puddles on the floor
needing help in all the simple tasks
and still we are left with more question
the purpose of it all?
Its all just a big damn joke
That’s all we are something to laugh at
All our feeble attempts at so called life
Really that’s all this is feeble attempts
At normalcy, fitting in. fining that right click
Wanting that ever so perfect kiss
When all you got is a wet slobbery dog lick
All life is, is a lie