I am a puzzle piece.
Born to fit with those like me
to form a masterpiece.
While young we accept this serenity,
But maturation brings separation.
Those who fit into our very being
don’t connect like they once did.
In desperation we fight this feeling,
To no avail, the puzzle is broken.
Stray pieces hope to find another
Place where they can fit.
But what most desire they will not get.
Only the lucky ones find some pieces
that fit better then they did before.