I am aware that I am part of the puzzle,
but I'm the piece that doesn't fit.
I understand what you want me to be,
but I don't want it for myself.
I know very well what I must be,
but still I go against.
So many things.. I just don't see the point,
so many lessons that never make sense.
Though the wonder of the world is lost on you,
why can't I have it for me?
And my dreams I remember,
yours you forget.
Why am I here when I'll never fit?
Why this time, this life, this world?
Why here, why anywhere, why?
What is my purpose if I'll never fit?
What is the point if I still refuse?
What am I if my eyes are so different,
my sight so strange.
And the world is like a TV screen,
I see it like it's not real.
But if it isn't, wouldn't I fit?
If it isn't, would it be mine?
Or am I just a secondary character
in someone else's life?