Pieces Have Their Place

A puzzle, it seems,
Where all pieces have their place,
Except the odd piece out.
I feel like him, these days.
I've tried, but I give up.
In this world, I.. just don't fit.
It just isn't meant for me,
This just isn't it.

But it's okay,
I'm sure I'll deal.
No, in fact,
I'm sure I will.
I just don't care.

The ties are being severed
And the walls are being built
The wire's being run
As the old me slowly wilts.
I'm disconnecting from the world
I'm losing feeling; numb,
Forgetting what it is to love,
Forgetting where I'm from.

But it's okay,
I'm sure I'll deal.
No, in fact,
I'm sure I will.
I just don't care.

I only have to feel,
That which I desire,
Filter out the shit,
Burn it in the fire.
Because... I'm separate now
I'm isolated, finally free
I'm in a world that I control,
Since you rejected me.

But it's okay,
It really is.

I just don't care.