I’m out of the picture 

Just outside the frame 

(He loves misery

And here I went 

And tried to impose happiness on him)

So I’m such an imposition 

But luckily, I’m just outside the frame 

I’m out of the picture 

What’s your name 

It’s clear to see

You’re also out of the picture

Like me

Just outside the frame 

Of where you want to be

But there’s a bigger picture 

And we’re all there

Having our bad hair days

Forgetting to wear our good clothes

Someone knows the truth

Somewhere 

Where no one can crop 

Or photoshop 

Our identity 

Can be

Altogether lovely 

If we could only see 

That we’re all together here in the bigger picture 

All together 

In the bigger picture that has no frame 

-jenn