A Missing Theme

I don’t know the reason

And that’s what bugs me

It’s this nagging feeling

Like I’m a puzzle with a missing piece

Its like a screenplay without a theme

Thats me

I’m without a theme

Critics who worry about fake perfection

Have no worries here

I’m your slumming

You feel better with me

Because at least your not that bad

I’m hidden from talent

It’s there

But it’s really hidden

Maybe hidden in plain site

I love when you discover the answer was right in front of you

I’m not currently loving it

Because I see no answer

And I have no theme

A theme is like the gas in the engine

My car is running on fumes

I just need some gas

Can I borrow some from you?

A car with gas goes much faster than one without

One day I see myself going fast

But for now I can’t see the theme