I am but a puzzle,

But would you ever rearrange me

To fit the vision in your mind?

I am but a riddle,

But would you ever look into me,

Find the deep answer that lies?

To you, am I simple?

To you, do I make sense?

Do you understand my mind’s thoughts,

Hidden in my presence?

To you, do I need to,

Be rearranged within?

Will you ever understand me,

With your eyes past my skin?

I am but a puzzle,

But I hope you can figure me out,

Exactly the way I am made.