Playing in the dark...

I'm not broken... I've been disassembled... Allowing a few different people take their turn... Hands on as I jus gotta find out how to piece me back together being reassembled... Back to the intact state of mind in which I lived... I haven't been chizzled around the edges for a smooth fit... I'm as rough as they come as fingers did nothin but flip the switch... Off I went as particles of dust disappeared the way I have speakin quietly to self in a dark unlit... Feeling my way through as anyone else would... Writing my own book...