Our lives is one big puzzle
We have people who fit in perfectly,
And others who try, but don't quite make it.
We're constantly adding more pieces,
With some of our best memories filled with laughter,
And others of our worst filled with tears.
But all are needed to be complete.
Everyone has their own puzzles
There will be some in where you don't fit in
But don't you dare try to cut your edges to be there temporarily,
Because one day you won't recognize yourself
And will forget who you ever were.
Once the puzzle is complete
You will find some missing pieces
But don't go searching for them
They'll appear on their own.
YOU ARE READING
Almost
PoetryA book full of excerpts that have no endings. Just thoughts and feelings that have no plots...enjoy
