The Wrong Puzzle Piece

it feels like someone opened up a puzzle box,

and somehow my piece wandered into this picture.

and now here we are,

smashing and jamming and cramming;

trying so hard to fit me where i can’t.

and everyone tells me “but the picture is so much prettier when you’re in it!”

but i don’t understand how it can be so pretty,

when all it does is hurt.

is christmas over yet? i’d really like for it to be done.

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