What's the point

If I was given a chance to cry
Don't you think I would

If I was told I had to lie
Don't you think I would

Already that I'm black
It's like committing a crime
Because I'm black
I can't even make a dime

In my life
I've only had one friend
But as they say
All good things must come to an end

What's the point of living
When you've got no one by your side
It's hard to just stand up
When you know your living a lie

So why not just give up now
Put my life to an end
This pain, wouldn't have to be realized
Another day again