Impossible

Dear Undeserving,
I know I been tripping lately, it's really not your fault.
but who is really to blame?
I want so Much
I want to be better
But when you make promises you understand not what you do
You makes a promise for all of them
those that came before
those that will come after
for all those who picked up pieces of an incomplete puzzle
thinking it was just a toy
Something to put down after they become bored with it
Now I want those pieces back
I want my Stuff back
My life can't go On without it
I can't move forward without it
I can't love again until those pieces are Recovered
I'm asking all of those who have pieces of me to voluntarily Return them
let me figure out my own puzzle
let me try to fix it
When Mr. Undeserving comes along and tries to fix things
he will get so close to the end
just to find those last missing pieces that were taken as Souvenirs
They did not know the value of the pieces
But he knows the value
Mr. Undeserving what he tries to repair
He will find impossible
They left with pieces of me
so if I blame You for not completing me
just know it's not your fault
I willingly allowed them to intertwine with me
to run away with my stuff
It's Impossible.
Impossible to fix what you did not break.
Impossible to replace what you did not take.
Impossible!