moths

in a room full of butterflies I am nothing but a moth a big disgusting moth a dark and hairy small yet "scary" clothes eating moth sometimes I like being a moth but when I don't I only feel like tearing my wings off piece by piece tearing away at myself in the places people realize me for because secretly I want to be a butterfly even a small white one that you only see in spring but I am merely a moth and there isn't a way to change that.