It’s a strange thing
This company we crave
The rehearsing of phrases
And emotions
Forever striving to fit
Into the puzzle
But those inconvenient feelings
Distort our edges
Making us unusable
They cast us aside
And we painfully discover
How tricky this puzzle is.
Straining to crack the code.
Though its all just for show
Oh, but we do want to be beautiful.
So does it matter if all the pieces are unique?
We’re all just looking at the big picture anyway.
-Taylor
Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 10:01 AM UTC
It’s a strange thing
This company we crave
The rehearsing of phrases
And emotions
Forever striving to fit
Into the puzzle
But those inconvenient feelings
Distort our edges
Making us unusable
They cast us aside
And we painfully discover
How tricky this puzzle is.
Straining to crack the code.
Though its all just for show
Oh, but we do want to be beautiful.
So does it matter if all the pieces are unique?
We’re all just looking at the big picture anyway.
-Taylor
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