WHY I DO NOT DESERVE LOVE

I don't know.

I lie.

Once I told a lie and never could untell. People still rely on that.

I step up to every trouble I find in the way even when it's not mine.

I collect sins.

I treated a friend badly once.

I treated a friend badly twice.

I treated a friend badly several times.

I was never a easy child.

I always pushed people to do what I want.

I can be dramatic, or mean.

When I'm in pain, I hurt people.

I'm not soft. But I always cry.

I dislike gratitude.

I had an abortion. Every woman that has ever reached to me for help, I took her to an abortion.

I always thought people liked me but nowadays I'm figuring that perhaps they just put up with me.

I try to say things strictly but I always sound pitiful. And that's odd, because I pity no one. And I certainly do not pity myself. I take what it takes to me. 

I'm needy. I demand.

I give what was not asked.