Monday, December 28, 2015

Teary Call

I never liked the term missing piece
Do not say that I was that missing piece
I do not want to fit into your puzzle 
Do not say that I complete you

We are supposed to navigate a maze 
Next to each other learning our way
Getting lost yet keeping faith 
I want it to be that way 

You won't let me mold for us 
I would have lost the shape anyway
You would have noticed the gap and doubt
The accuracy of that jigsaw chunk 

Throw me away,
You can fill in it with technology and strength. 
A tiny blank fazes few
Your meaning is of most importance

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