Why?

Why is it that life is so sh it?
i hate the fact of living,
i hate every single bit.
why is it that all the stress comes at the same time?
don't people stop to think
i have enough on my plate.
all the pieces needed to be linked together.
will all this stress last forever?
why is there so much crime?
dirty perverts hurting the young,
why is this world such a state?
racists, terrorists full of hate.
why don't people know right from wrong?
maybe because all the old views have gone.
why cant people be happy with what they have got?
spots, fatness, ugly thats your lot.
what the fu ck?
who gives a sh it?
so what if your not great nothings perfect.
so why is it that i hate myself?
why is it that I'm sad?
am i really that bad?
shouting, screaming, arguing it hurts my head.
i really want to go to bed.
never wake up again.
then people will feel bad
or should it be glad?
uh oh Sarah's dead!
why? why? why?
so many questions need answering
before its too late
because all I'm living for at the moment is hate!
help me!