I’m a Star Shaped Peg 5/11/17

I am a star shaped peg resting in a circular shaped hole.

Don’t get me wrong, it is alright here and I can be happy, but it just feels off. I knew from an early age that I didn’t fit in the square hole of the doctors and the scientist, and the physical labor of the triangular hole never appealed to me either. After all I am a star shaped peg. The problem is I have somehow situated myself upon the circular hole and I fear I will never find the star shaped one.

Like I said before I am fine here but I just feel out of place. I am scared that if I keep waiting around here, the pressure will just push me through, breaking off my lovely points. The points that all through life made me a star. It wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen, to fall through the circle hole, plenty of other circles have down it, I just would be giving up what made me special and settling for something less than the perfect fit for me.

So here I am, a star shaped peg sitting a top a round hole, with the pressure starting to get to me.