I hate myself

Deep down inside me, I feel I need a change. So sick of everything, it all just seems the same. Always unhappy, I cannot find a smile. Wasting my life away, I guess you can call it suicide. My life's a waste. Nothing left for me to hate. I hate myself. I have no friends. I'm treading water, I'm struggling by the edge. I'm sitting here all alone, I just can't lose myself. My friends ignore me, they think my life's a waste. They're now my enemies, all of which I hate. Always