A Mosaic Per Person
She’s a little bit of everyone that she’s ever met
The funny thing is, she’s met no one like her yet.
Sometimes she cannot fathom the pieces of herself
All unique and scattered like forgotten books upon a shelf.
She’s always longed for someone whose pieces matched her own
It took her some time to realize that her mindset was all wrong.
Instead of searching for pieces that were the same as hers
The pieces that she needed were those she’d yet procure.
And so she set about her life on a new uncertain path.
With a goal to look for uniqueness in everyone she passed
Although the path was scary and the mosaics were all new
She finally grew to realize that uniqueness is what makes you, you.