What's The Point

Sometimes I wonder:
What's the point of living?
Of going on day after day.
The same old things repeated
Over and over.

What's the point of living?
Is it to make others happy?
Is it to teach someone something?
Is it to learn something?

Or
Is it to repeat the same mistakes over and over?
Is it to get the same shit thrown at you time and time again?
Is it to be rejected and/or neglected?

Yes, I know there is a plan.
Sometimes I just wish I knew
What is my part?
Where is the script?
Why?

What's the point of living?
When will the pain stop?
Will I last that long?
Why is happiness so fleeting for me?

What's the point?
Drifting away,
Drifting in thought,
Drifting in sadness.