We are always differentOur hair clothing thoughts goals Victims of seasons trends preferences Shaped by experiences and new information and fresh perspectives Mutable bendable breakable fixable Every day we learn a little more But our habits tend to remain unchanged Stuck on a continuous loop Our hearts stuck wanting to love and be loved Days stuck on repeat The commute The coffee The croissant The computer We find our purpose We lose hold of it We chuck identity to the wind We wrap our selves in a new set of problems We search We have regrets We doubt our choices But we are choiceless And nothing we do is wrong not wasted Forgotten relics Are but marinating masterpieces Waiting for their turn to trap fragments of light And become real.