Missing Piece to the Puzzle

Rough around the edges but soft inside, life always cut her deep inside,

Her heart was of gold and her thoughts were good and valiantly she always fought,

Picking herself up even though she hadn’t a single soul to whom she could confide,

In the end no matter how much she pushed all life gave her was naught.

She was far from perfect and not in society’s opinion considered ideal,

So she painted her face with makeup and cream to cover her flaws

But when she smiled it lit up her eyes and each person’s heart she would steal,

Because when has acting like someone you’re not ever been against the laws?

She was like a dog trying to sniff the world through a muzzle,

The canvas of her life was always murky and abstract, hard to unravel

Until one day her she finally found the missing piece to her puzzle,

Her eyes were finally opened and she knew where she had to travel

She finally made sense of the world when from her face, lifted was her veil

Opened the gates to her heart wide open and openly did she weep,

Her scars began to heal and her inner beauty began to reveal,

For at last her picture was complete because she decided to take the leap.

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