Pointless

Is it true? As I sit here in a pointless class as a pointless professor spews pointless words in my direction in a pointless attempt to make the pointlessness stick in some pointless crevice of my brain. And these pointless words are strung together into pointless sentences of some foreign form of English that is so foreign to me that it is pointless to take time to decipher, and even more pointless to pay attention to. Is it true that this education is pointless? All the money I've paid has gone to a pointless institution for a pointless education to receive pointless knowledge that pertains not to the society outside these pointless brick walls. But here I sit, learning pointless material as I'm fed the pointless lies that it all matters and will all be worth it in the end. Pointless secondary education that teaches pointless lessons that ultimately will not help me once I leave these pointless stone structures. I have learned all I need to survive. But here I sit. And here I've sat for four years, slowly, pointlessly working for a pointless piece of paper that I'll receive at a pointless ceremony. Is it true that this pointless piece of paper is the deciding factor in determining how much I am worth, and how valued my skills are? Skills I certainly did not learn in a pointless institution. This pointless paper will earn me pointless money so I may buy pointless things, in this pointless world where we spend money on pointless knowledge that will not even prevent us from out inevitable doom. We waste pointless time on pointless things which will all be ripped from our hands. Why waste life in this pointless cycle? We work hard to die. So what is the point? We all receive the same treatment in the end. We all die. Our graves are all the same depth. So why live a pointless life?