I just don't fit to anything you see
I'm hopeless and careless to be
I stumble to fall, I struggle to lose
And for me, it seems I'm no use

Put me in a jar and it will break
Put me in a page and it will tear
Put me in a pond and it will dry
Put me in a tree and it will wither

I'm a disaster packed in a box
I'm the last piece that won't fit
And yet above I saw a shining Light
Whom which no one could match

And with this Light, I'm a perfect fit
Not of this world, but in His hands.