Me.
I am the puzzle piece
one that doesn't quite fit
with the rest.
I am the white crayon
trapped in a box
that no one will let free.
I am a kite on a
stormy wet day
sitting in a corner.
I am the extra Lego
the one that gets
thrown away.
I am all of the things
different, unused, broken, and
tossed away.
All of these things I am
but still I am not
Me.