My letter to god

Why did you make me
If people had to break me?
Why did you make me dream
If you only had to shatter them and make me scream?
Why did you send me here
Where people don't actually care.
I'm here not able to breathe
When my dear ones are busy having feasts.
They tell me not to mess up
But I am actually fed up.
I want to live
But people always throw me down a cliff
Oh god! Please tell me,
Has this girl really committed a sin?