What am I doing in this world?

I'm making my way home. Exhausted. Tired out by work, life. Tired out by everything thats happening around me.

I start questioning. Is there really a point in living? What am I doing in this world?

I'm so exhausted, worn out by what life has to offer.

I wake up everyday only to put on a brave front, a mask to face this artificial world when I'm actually dying inside. No one knows whats going on behind the smiling mask, the laughter.

If i could just fall into a deep sleep and never have to wake up again. Wouldn't it be such a blissful sleep?