Eternal Sunshine of an Ignorant Mind

I stood in front,
of a mirror, which cried
due to the lack of
serendipity;
It said it was used to
being different
and reflective
but now it plays recordings
of carefully planned
stalemates.
It once was gloriously
made to feel unique,
so it is not to be mis
understood as a
cynic, it only requests
that we be
somewhat
different
from time to time, and
somehwat timely
in our different
ways.