Do good.

I hate how its always like that with you. 
I can never thoroughly understand on how you jumble pieces like its non of your business.
How scattered, you have my mind screwed on.
And when I start to rumble on the wrongfulness of us... 
You put these pieces back together so easily.
Surprising suddenly you began being the one who fixes-it-all.
Quite a bummer for me.
My puzzles are either way mixed up or doomed.