Why is it that everything

Falls apart

Right when I don’t want it to?

It’s not my fault if

I don’t do well

If you think it is, you can

Go to hell

Makes me cry more often

Than I should

But then I never know

How much is enough

Just when I think it’s all in place

The puzzle is complete

- one piece falls off

then slowly, they break off

one by one

I’m back to the beginning

But I’m bored with that

Maybe I should just leave the puzzle

In pieces on the floor…