Sorry for being a monster,
though I don’t look the type.
Too small to be frightening,
too wrong to feel right.
They say "you're still cute",
that’s all I will be.
not deep, or intense,
not worth staying to see.
I bare all my teeth,
they laugh and they'll joke.
I crack down the middle.
They tell me I’ll cope.
If I were ugly enough,
or pretty on cue,
maybe I’d matter
the way others do.
But I’m stuck in between
all edge, no weight.
A monster to mock,
then leave at the gate.
So, sorry for snarling.
For wanting to stay.
I’ll fold in my claws,
and stay out of the way.
Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
Sorry for being a monster,
though I don’t look the type.
Too small to be frightening,
too wrong to feel right.
They say "you're still cute",
that’s all I will be.
not deep, or intense,
not worth staying to see.
I bare all my teeth,
they laugh and they'll joke.
I crack down the middle.
They tell me I’ll cope.
If I were ugly enough,
or pretty on cue,
maybe I’d matter
the way others do.
But I’m stuck in between
all edge, no weight.
A monster to mock,
then leave at the gate.
So, sorry for snarling.
For wanting to stay.
I’ll fold in my claws,
and stay out of the way.
I had a conversation with a friend about appearances.
