Is there any point?

Is there any point to this repeating pattern?
As I go through each day its the same thing.
"You're rude."
"You're mean"
"You're not good enough"
Thats all I hear.
I hear their whispers
Even those I thought I knew,
I know they laugh.
Sadly, I know they're right too.
I'm not worth it.

Is there any point to these acts I play
These shows I put on to hide my true mind.
No one sees through it,
No one truly knows what they would find.
If they did, would they care?
And would their caring really be for me?
Or the idea of the thing?
Would they truly miss me?
Or would it be just cause it happened again?

Is there any point to these lies i tell?
I say I'm ok.
I tell them don't worry.
Even though I'm living through hell.
And they all believe that its all good.
But what would i do,
If someone saw through.
If anyone realized how broken I am.
What would THEY do?

Is there any point to this life I live?
This life of constant pain.
This struggle to stay sane.
Would it be easier to just stop?
To give it all up?
Is there really any point to it all?