What's the Point

what's the point,
if it all goes to nothing,
if it all collapses,
on itself?

where do i stand,
if not nowhere,
it deosn't matter,
i'll just fall down,
eventually.

then why get back up,
but only to savor the moments,
when you can reach farther
than just within you,

when you can mean more,
than just what you mean to yourself,
that's why we pick ourselves back up,
that's why we live.