Pick up

Your pieces

Make

A new puzzle

Its not that

You don't fit

Its that

You make

A masterpiece

On your own

No need

For people

You are

A whole picture

Letting them in

Is letting them

Poke holes

With fingers

Denting your parts

Static palms

And paper moths

Eat away

Your pigments

You are

A living painting

Letting them

Be a thinner

Skinning

Your beauty

Leaving

A pale

Portrait

Of what was

And never will be

Again

So press

New ink

To your page

Place

Those hands firm

Turn

Those words

Into poems

Posing

A threat to all

Don't fall

Praise

The art you are

Learn

To live alone

Shine

In the darkness

Of time

Don't puncture

Your heart

Rise high

Like a phoenix

And please

Keep hands

From staining

The precious art

You are

Place a frame

Around you

Declare

You are free

To live

Alone

Imperfectly

Perfect