A Puzzle Without A Top
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Every birthday momma gave me a puzzle
Oh how I’d love to match up the pieces
The picture on the box forever a life saver
Completed each on with such ease
Imagine countless pieces
No idea of what they’re meant to be
Randomly shoving, sometimes stacking
The pieces don’t fit, but I’ll force them
These two look the same, which space is right?
Imagine countless pieces
No idea of where they should go
Oh just put them where they benefit you most
Too bad if they’re destroyed in the process
Now I’ve shoved, I’ve stacked, I’ve forced
There are no more pieces left
Let’s take a look
Wait, there aren’t any more pieces
How can the picture be incomplete?
There was no vision
Pieces thrown together without purpose
A puzzle without a top
To have goals and change is fine
However to never have a vision is dangerous
You might use all the pieces and never attain the big picture
What is a life without goals?
Simply put, a puzzle without a top