mosaic

i'm strong, like a mosaic
a million broken pieces, a collage
that only makes sense when you see it all at once
truth is, i'm as broken as you
but i will dance in the midst of missing puzzle pieces
because life never gets perfect; it wasn't meant to be
i can't wait for the answers that never come
or wade through the mess and confusion
i'm trapped in the walls of my own mind; aren't we all?
even if i got out, the world wouldn't make sense to me
we could walk 100 years and still be ourselves
we'd add lots of colors
beautiful, broken shards of glass

someday we'll get there
put it all together
see ourselves from far away
and the mosaic will make sense