All I need,
In this world,
Is peace of mind.
Peace for,
My piece of mind.
Don't really need,
Anyone at all.
Unless that someone,
Is oxygen,
Some food,
Water,
All of the above.
Who needs,
More pieces,
To the puzzle?
This one,
Looks fine,
Doesn't it?
It's a weird shape,
The shape,
Only one,
Could fit in with.
But who needs it!?
Not me.
I have my,
Perfection.
Anything imperfect,
I can now say,
Is perfect,
In it's own way.
That's why,
I am perfect.
Simply because,
I am no where close.
All I need,
In this world,
Is peace of mind.
Peace for,
My piece of mind.
Don't worry,
I'm fine.