The God that Made the Platypus (Prompt: Suspicious)

I’m not sure

what I have to offer you

but it  must be something

for you to

say love me.

I will not believe you

until I convince myself

of my lovability,

for surely,

I cannot be worthy

of love

just because I exist.

So I trust that

the God that made

the platypus,

flatulent giggling,

and other

mysterious,

silly

phenomena

loves me too

because in my own

strange, confused way

I think

I must amuse Him.