Now I'm Not Alive

Now that I'm not alive, there's no need to strive. Hopefully you'll soon understand, I had no one to ever hold my hand. I was a lonely little girl with no one by my side. I found myself to often hide. Hide in a corner away from it all. This way no one could make me fall. I always got put down. So I tended to wear a frown. I'm not sure what was so wrong with me. No one would let me be. Was I that ugly? Really..what was wrong with me? I don't see why I'm asking cuz really it's too late. But there always has to be a reason to hate. So tell me you're reasons and probably some lies. Cuz soon you'll understand why I died.