Puzzle Pieces
Putting my world together like a puzzle,
If you listen closely, you’ll hear my thoughts muddle.
Words of inconvenience disturb expectations you levy.
“This gentleman has it all together,” some envy.
Yet no one understands
the unhappiness harboring within me.
Putting away my future and my past
just to fit into your present.
Wailing while shedding no tears
for decisions you made for me.
Bending me to a will
that still haunts me.
Happiness packed up and left.
Tears rented the vacant apartment,
while pain sublets.
Living with such housemates
taught me how to step outside
hiding behind a smile
while reality quietly says hello.
It feels like I’m locked in a prison
while holding the key.
But what is the prize of freedom
when your captors wear familiar faces?
Captors who share my blood,
captors who know where i stand
and what i want
yet place themselves first,
making decisions
that shape my future.
Leaving me with nothing
but a word of blind trust to follow,
and the hope they are right
while deep within
I already know
they are wrong.