Mosaic

I filled my needs in a bottle Leftovers still stuck at the bottom Shuttered covered under Got my insides sundered sundered Me and my mind are fairly troubled I know that In time and space To strange realities were laced And is this even my face Or someone else's falling grace Smiling in peace And at my own pace I'm drifting Towards the battlefield of thoughts In my mind (My mind) Contours got lost In jittery exhaust I'm a mosaic With too much space between the stones Only relics Only relics are those bones Me and my mind are fairly troubled I know that In time and space To strange realities were laced And is this even my face Or someone else's falling grace Smiling in peace And is this even my face Or someone else's falling grace Smiling in peace And at my own pace I'm drifting Towards the battlefield of thoughts In my mind Putting together the pieces (My mind) Putting together myself Living my life See what it teaches Won't you be needing more pieces?