I’m cute and sweet, like a cupcake they say,
With a guaranteed smile I can serve everyday.
They laugh, they linger, they take a bite,
But then walk away at the end of the night.
They call me cute like that’s my role,
Am I sugary shell with no deeper soul?
My heart isnt icing, It bruises and breaks,
It crackles with every almost-love mistakes.
It makes my eyes roll,
It clenches my jaw,
Because I know this truth, which I don't think they saw-
I'm more than just sweet, I’m more than just “adorable”-
I want love too.
Jan 23
Jan 23, 2026 at 12:22 PM UTC
I’m cute and sweet, like a cupcake they say,
With a guaranteed smile I can serve everyday.
They laugh, they linger, they take a bite,
But then walk away at the end of the night.
They call me cute like that’s my role,
Am I sugary shell with no deeper soul?
My heart isnt icing, It bruises and breaks,
It crackles with every almost-love mistakes.
It makes my eyes roll,
It clenches my jaw,
Because I know this truth, which I don't think they saw-
I'm more than just sweet, I’m more than just “adorable”-
I want love too.
