Maybe i dont deserve love. Maybe all the time ive spent Staring at the second hand On the clock waiting for love Was wasted because the clock turned out to be broken. Maybe my other half just doesnt exist like a sock thats come out of the dryer and cant find its match. Maybe God has just been shaking his head at me wondering why i act the way i do. Maybe im just a mess who thinks too highly of herself and is too arrogant and sets standards too high therefore nulling and voiding anyone who could love me. Maybe i have become so set on finding "the one" that ive forgotten the people in front of me (whoever they might be). Maybe i dont deserve love because I dont think i do. And that is exactly what scares me. Maybe i dont think i deserve to be loved.