Puzzle

Outsider of this globe,
A bystander, considering how I want to live.
Stereotyped into this roam,
I need to shatter free.
No one’s just right, I am me,
And I’m not considering change.

A piece that just won’t fit,
My background, a rough edge piece
Of the puzzle.
I’m a circle, trying to fit in this
So moving world,
I know I’ll never be exact.