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I'm a Puzzle Man

I was a poor boy from New Orleans. Living in fear. No one taught me how to steer. My A.D.H.D made be focus on the fear. The O.C.D made me re-live all the worst years. Always told myself I was better , I was a knight. Still being pierced, by all the spears. Thrown though me. Always being judged for missing pieces. Im puzzle -man . World pulling me apart. Kings and Queens taken tiny bits without my consent. Castles where I wanna be , Reconstruct me. Never understanding the skin of my border I wanta see the picture of me, that was order When Its completed. I'm a puzzle- man. All of me, I'm right here Where , I wanna be My depression makes me weak. I reek of suicidal thoughts, prozac doesn't help me. When I was younger, I wanted death. Now that I'm older, Im scared to death. The perception in limbo screaming mix match pieces where am I meant to fit in? I'm a puzzle man. Where is all of me? I'm right where I should be . I wanna see, What you see! Do see all the burdens' I bring? This defeated pawn The one that screws up everything . I'm Mixed Shaken, on a surface . My earth expose to my secrets. Nothing is left to me. Other than my last missing piece! my heart skipped a beat. When you were walking towards me. I'm a puzzle man. Come rearrange me So we both Could fit in a puzzle world that we don't belong in Are you my last missing piece?

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