I've been putting together a puzzle my whole life,
And doing so has been a sluggish strife.
The puzzle is a picture of who I want to be,
But every day something breaks apart these pieces of me.
I sometimes let people help me put the puzzle together,
And sometimes they can help make it a little better.
But people always break this puzzle apart,
And they have only forced me to go back to the start.
I forget what pieces go where and why,
Because I can't stay myself no matter how hard I try.
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