What's the point?

What's the point. In continuing to strive to be a good person when all anyone does is take advantage of how you are and hurt you. Why do I have to be other people's support and have no one to support me? Why has God made me be the one to listen to others and have no one listen to me? Why am I the person to give so much love and yet not receive any back? What is expected of me? I had so many goals to meet and now everything seems so farfetched. People look at me and think I'm sorted and fine, when no one sees the pain inside. Has no one looked into my eyes to see it? My eyes hurt from crying all the time. My head feels like its going to explode from the burden I feel. I can't even do anything about it - my religion doesn't allow us otherwise I would've ended it ages ago. My body is tired, my heart is tired and my soul is tired. Before I had hope no matter what and now that has been taken away from me and I see nothing. No light, no hope. Every day is a battle and the only type of hope I will have from now on is in a tally chart marking each day as one day nearer to when I'm gone. Oh how I long for that day.