When Pandora opened her box
Curses fleeted and hope remained
Two words, unseen and unthought:
A curse or a blessing?
A Herculean feat
or a session in Tartarus?
A senior’s writing skills decide
Seniors, an inverse of Narcissus
With a seasonal fear of analyzing a mirror
And peeling themselves apart
And seeing something unsightly
Seniors have to reach into a mirror
And glue themselves onto paper
Just like between the living and dead
But the uncrossable Styx
can be sailed across
with the right coin.
Swimming while thinking about college
While staring at one’s reflection
Looking into glories and flaws
Determining if they’re “good enough”
Did they give humanity fire?
Did they slay the Hydra?
The Hydra’s heads endlessly multiply.
Seniors can mimic this perk
The ability to turn pain into efficiency