Jan 2002
I don't think I belong anywhere
I am the piece to a different puzzle
I am the weird piece that you can never find a place for
I am vocal about the treasure I seek
I am apart of the spinelessm spiritless meek
All I want to do is be apart of the whole, really I do
to follow along with everything they do
To flow along with the main stream
instead of the winding river bends marked "Quincy"
My own little path I get to follow along
But I realize to have your own river is better than having to conform to a bigger stream
With my own path I can asnwer to my own dreams
I am a unique piece thtat fits once
The big picture is finished, there is always a missing link
Always beauty to be found with each and every blink.
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