Not Too Poetry

I long to be part of somewhere
where I’m a crucial part of the whole
Somewhere where I’m looked for
where my absence is a gaping hole

I long to be part of somewhere
where my wiggles make much more sense
Somewhere where I’m connected
where straight gets pushed to the edge

I long to be part of somewhere
where whimsical means relatable
Somewhere where I’m a masterpiece
and no one is more essential