I Am A Complicated Person.

I am a puzzle. 500 pieces, no two, the same. The corner pieces are smooth, calculating. They hold my confidence, reliability, drive. The side pieces are my framework, more subtle. they hold my uneasiness, self-doubt, nervousness. The jagged pieces are the filling, guts. They hold segments of knowledge and experience. Forming an image, fitting perfectly. Yet the cracks are always visible.