I've been told I can never look intimidating
My face is open and inviting
I gaze upon scary girls-
unbeknownst to them,
with envy.
This world wants women to be nice
used and discarded
Tough girls are told to "smile more"
so that they may abuse your kindness
I feel the same disturbances as them
I feel angry
I want to be left alone
I don't want to be told that I look beautiful
or be called sweetheart
or darlin'
certainly not from the people who use these lines on me
I don't want to be the object of someone's thirst
to be approached
The nut with a cracked smile is the one to be eaten first
The prettiest flowers are the first to be picked.
I may not be the prettiest
but sometimes, I curse my friendliness
I mingle with everyone
I shouldn't complain
I like being nice
I just don't like always being nice
and I especially don't like being the only nice one.
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PoetryThe collection of my innermost thoughts. Expressed in the most vivid imagery and vocabulary that I can muster. It is cathartic, and it is raw. You may interpret each piece as you please, not everything is black and white~