Hating Life

This is not really good poem. it's just how i feel

i want to go to a place...
a place where there is love.
Hating life is all i ever do.
If you were in my body..
I bet you will hate life too.

So surrounded..
By heartless souls.
Sleeping alone.,
With the nights so cold.
As I am sitting here,.
With my soda sitting near.

Hating life is all I ever know how to do.
It's just something that i am born with.
If i die now..
my existence ..
i bet..
you won't miss..