• Im that little piece of the puzzle that never happens to fit in.
    You know that little puzzle that looks like it belongs there.
    In that certain spot that traces it's body outline here.
    Im shaped and shape just so I can fit there.
    But no oh no, I am rejected, no longer can I bare.
    To be this puzzle piece, that try and try complete.
    Fit into society, and bleeds not blood, bleeds not Liquid.
    But bleeds the tears that he tries to keep his little secret.
    From the world who knows they'll demean it.

    When it comes to me, it's not bout being a man.
    It's about being normal and hoping I can fit in.
    Im different, but not different like you and you.
    Im different, that type of different that gets shun from society's pool.
    Or puzzle, if you get what I mean.
    Because im that puzzle piece, that will never fit in.
    Or maybe because I realize that im in a person.
    A person of confusion....A person that shaped me....
    A person that I know that won't let me free..
    A person I know that will always make me.
    That little puzzle piece that can't fit into society...