Can't live this life.

I dream outside my dreams. Sometimes, I wonder. Whats the point in life? It's hard. death is way easier, in a blink of an eye you can be dead and everything will be over. but the thing is, I never had the motivation to ever doing it because i keep telling myself things will get better, maybe it will, or maybe it will get worst. I try to be here for a reason, try to fit in with everyone and everything. People just dont understand me and my situations and never bother to listen to what i have to say. I feel worthless and im Insecure about myself. but honestly, it cant end like this. Things change everyday, nothing ever stays forever. Nothing ever last. Honestly, I'm just so done. I don't even know who I am. society taught me to believe that you be perfect to make people liked you, for the longest time i've tried so hard to make myself that person. You can't please everyone, if they dont like you for you, then fuck them. I'm done.