Single

Often I find myself fixating on pictures of couples,

Wondering when it will be my turn,

Pondering over what God has in store for me,

If anything at all,

And I stop for a moment to look in a mirror,

Maybe my nose is too big,

Maybe my face isn't symmetrical enough,

Maybe I'm too clingy,

Maybe I'm not clingy enough,

Maybe there are just too many things wrong with me,

And though I try not to think like that,

Sometimes it's the only thing I can do,

Because being surrounded by love makes you feel unloved,

It makes you feel lonely and uncared for,

But worst of all, it makes you unsure of yourself,

When truly there is no reason to be.