The pieces won't line up
They don't seem to fit
What's wrong with this puzzle
Who built it

This puzzle is my life
So I should know how it should be built
But the fact is I don't
Which leaves me full of guilt

It's like I'm missing a piece
Or maybe more
If this puzzle weren't my life
I'd return it to the store

But I've been here too long
And spent too much time
The completion of this puzzle
Will one day be mine
 
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