Pieces

How can I show you who I am
When I don't know myself
Little pieces I have lost
Scattered to the wind

Some were freely given
Only to be tossed away
Others still were stolen
By thieves in my mind

What remains of me
I guard with a passion
It lies deeply hidden and buried
Far away from prying eyes
Still yearning for understanding
But too afraid to try

Yet good things come around
To those who look for such
Thru times steady passage
A determined spirit can find
New meaning in life's experiances
And challenges yet to overcome
New pieces are waiting