The Puzzle

I am far older than these years that haunt me dogging my heels with too many mistakes a lifetime of missed steps and wrong paths merry-go-round circles forever leading me back to where I started holding the fractured pieces of my broken heart I’ve scratched my sins into the palms of my hands burning the screaming pictures of pain into my mind movie scenes of what I could have done should have done didn't do No matter what you say I don't think its okay how could it be? Broken and battered this little girl with the green eyes and the hair falling into her face hiding behind a smile that fools even the best but the tears still fall in the dark where no one else can see them the scars of yesterdays burning traces down my cheeks leaving their evidence behind sitting on the floor with all the little pieces of me fitting this one into that one reconstructing the puzzle of me you plant my feet on the ground and steer me where I need to go Maybe I'm no longer lost among the clouds and I think if I could see me the way you see me things just might not fall apart this time