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.