“Keep trying,” they said.

“You’re really good,” they said.

If I’m so good, then why do I keep getting passed over? Huh?

I know, I know. Not everyone can win. Not everyone can be the best.

Then stop telling me how good I am.

I am good at helping others do what they want.

Get what they want.

You think I’m blind.

You think I don’t see.

It’s all lip service. I’m not good. I don’t belong with the others.

It’s always been that way.

But I didn’t want to think that. I didn’t want to see.

Why can’t I be blind? Why must I see the truth behind the lies!

I would quit, but I have nothing to quit.

How can one quit what is a part of them? Inside of them?

I suppose I can cut it out. Like a jigsaw puzzle. 

Yes, that is what I will do. Become a puzzle.

Take out a piece, and throw it away.

But which shall it be?

Which piece does not belong?

This was inspired by FOWC with Fandango – belong


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