I have monsters
Floating all around me

I have puzzle peices of knowledge
But no giant picture
How many peices is this?

I have pictures on my desk
But not too many
I must admit however
You're in more than one

Every peice seems the same
Each one so unique
All too important

They're still all hanging there,
Suspended in the air.

All I can do is stand by,
And mumble these words that get me by
day to day.