I Was One of the Chosen Ones..Why?

Everyone says things happen for a reason
I just can't find that reason why I was chosen to be this way

Crying thinking of dying everyday
The hatred I share for others
And the loneliness I feel every single minute of my life

Feeling useless
I don't matter to anyone
And if I do I just can't find anything to make that comment true
This life isn't going to swell

I have to find that reason
Oh wait your death
Did your death change my world upside down, change my smile to a frown?

Things used to seem so easy and now there as harder as ever
If you didn't die do you think I wouldn't cry as much as I do now
And will I get through this life someway, somehow?