My dearest ______,

Oh, oh, oh, predictable you,

Did exactly what you wanted to.

Played the part, kept eyes open wide

And vacant, a mind void of all device.

Always shocked at others’ callous,

Made skeptical by your blatant lack of

Normal flaws and normal character,

Now I know that is the safer

Route to travel down with you,

You, mediocre clown, you

Really thought that I of all

Wouldn’t see through the mirrored ball

Of planted lines and too forced scenery?

The glaring false and too green greenery

Of every look and word and move?

Oh, oh, oh predictable you.

Written October 26, 2010. Alaina Perez.