My Picture a Puzzel Piece in the Rain Never Joined
Like so many drops of rain
Never striking the same place twice
Yet covering it none the less
Never the exact piece
Yet part of the whole
That's how I am
I could be anything
Do anything
But I will never fit just right
No matter what I do
I will never fit in
Accepted into the whole
But never a part of it
A pice of the puzzel
That happens to fit
But doesn't belong there
A drop of rain
Fallen before the rest
Never joined by another
I'm here
But not welcomed
Tolerated at most
Ignored at best
Hated by all
An image in the background
Of a photograph
That couldn't be edited away
And so is discarded Forever