Puzzle Girl

I am a puzzle

With missing pieces

I have no corners

Nor any complete sides

My pieces are just guides

Guides to an unknown girl

With a few bare puzzle pieces

But no master thesis

It's like I was a question mark

What are the pieces for

They formed the outline of a girl

A girl who is not known

She was just held up to be shown

Shown as a prize

She had no allies

That is why the puzzle was never complete

She is just the girl from down the street