Rend the Seams

Ideas, words, streaming
through my mind
keep coming and going
but I choose nothing
nothing seems to fit
a closet full  of clothes
but only a few are worn
I can't get comfortable
stitches and seams
push and pull
everything rubs me wrong
the way everything is
I grab all the pieces
but things keep slipping
from my grasp
I reach down for one
and two more fall away
I have all the pieces
don't I?
Why will nothing fit?