When you
Look at me
I say to myself
And everything else
Just fits
Together
Like pieces to a puzzle
You gave me this special feeling
Like an internal thought
I feel like something special
But i'm really not
Anything
At all
I'm just trying to be
My own self
I know it's a cliche
But we'll find our own ways
To make it through
This thing called life
© Taunt the Jester, 2002