is it worth the effort?

just another day, ain't? another weekend.the end of another month. another night. just like any other. is this shit even worth it? the waiting around and hoping for better days? the feeling of being constantly consumed by others and their shit? dude, I gotta hand it to you, I feel like everyday the walls close in a lil' bit more, every day I lose a lil' bit more faith. every goddamn day. and I'm changing. I'm someone else, I don't even know at this point.
to be honest, I'm tired of questioning myself. so I just won't from now on. but is it worth? the fighting? the suffering? all of this crap?
they say it is... but they don't know what they're saying...