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.
