Puzzle Me

I put the pieces to my life together like a puzzle you never know which shape didnt fit until it was all ready there. But you rotate it a little bit and it just might fit. Some people look at this like it's a mistake but the mistakes we make sometimes put us exactly where we need to be. I'm a million pieces but one day I will be complete or maybe not I might lose a couple pieces no matter if I do you still get the picture and if you don't it doesn't matter anyway the puzzle wasn't mea

nt for you  rather my puzzle be dark and mysterious or bright and glorious the time it took to put it together rather it was spent with you or someone else the puzzle was still meant for me and it doesn't really matter what you interpret it to be because who are you to judge a picture of me