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
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