A jigsaw piece
Even when red ribbons adorn my wall
I know my ring is broken
And what I see is not what it really is
I try and I try
He is a jigsaw puzzle
Every piece the same
A different colour each time
His emotions I feel
Though the voice is not mine
An ally for a foe
I do not fit in
My voices are mine
Still they fear to trust me
Even when the voice trusts everyone
