I am not accepted.
Rejected
as sand deposits
left behind
in the tracks of an ocean wave
They come to my aid
They want to help me; of course they know
what is best
for me
speaking detailed instruction to my eager ears
telling me how to be a part
how to belong
They come over quite frequently now
I've become close enough
to learn their names
They are Fat and Ugly
They often speak of their cousins
Skinny and Pretty
How much better it is for them
How to become them
They only speak of the truth
They know best
Of course they know what's best
for me