Puzzled Life

Life is like a puzzle, and I am sitting here looking it over.
I sit here trying to decide which pieces to apply.
I am afraid to grab a hold of anymore
and try to piece them together.
I do not want to, or wish to mess this up.
No. Not even once. The cost is to great.
So I will choose my next move with precision and care.
Slowly, one by one, a forever minute after another,
an immeasurable amount of time elapsed,
I piece my life together.
Moves after moves, time after time.
Finally, my life is complete.
I stare at what I have made.
With my decisions, and my plans.
"My life is just a puzzle, and I am stuck here
on this Earth to solve it."