The Thread That Doesn’t Match
They wove the world in careful seams,410Please respect copyright.PENANA0ubvrOt1FT
each thread aligned in measured dreams.410Please respect copyright.PENANAAIH0zylTBD
But I was stitched in hues untamed,410Please respect copyright.PENANAFPKKcKkURU
a thread that never fit the frame.
They tried to pull, they tried to hide,410Please respect copyright.PENANAbOL0DSbE6W
to smooth my edges, turn the tide.410Please respect copyright.PENANAxOMT8UxMPg
Yet even frayed, I would not break—410Please respect copyright.PENANAV02EO4c9HL
some things aren’t meant to be remade.
For tapestries need strands that stray,410Please respect copyright.PENANAcF7E1sr5YO
to twist, to turn, to find their way.410Please respect copyright.PENANA9uAG3iwSJE
And beauty blooms in what stands out—410Please respect copyright.PENANA1bgYy5ZIpE
not in the ones who blend with doubt.
So let me be the thread that glows,410Please respect copyright.PENANAVrxEb1s97A
the one that shifts, the one that flows.410Please respect copyright.PENANAdbJW1pIOLU
Unraveled? No. I weave anew—410Please respect copyright.PENANAI2JoSz9tDk
a pattern stitched in shades of true.


