I am not what I look like

she says,
at least you are cute,
which tells me,
i’m degrading.
the substance of my
being is dependent upon
a diminishing physicality.
as i age,
i lose credibility.
my worth is
dependent upon
something i
personality is a
trait recognized
by unseeing eyes.

Working crazy

i stock shelves,
intelligence not required.
good for me
but apparently,
we are located
in a surrounding neighbourhood
filled with oddballs.
of course, i do work there
so how can i be so surprised?
i guess i never realized
the variances in peoples.
cookie cutter norms
have proved incorrect.
dictionaries define
what experience cannot.
labels limit exceptions
damaging true value.