This morning outing; the hurrying lane.

As I woke up very late this morning Aww, the outing! am running late In the bathroom, I found myself. Quickly, I finished washing up.

I stood on my mirror Cleaning my shoes After the cleansing

I looked at the mirror Giggled through the sphere I looked at the mirror again Self was broken I can't help to think How will I gather the pieces of me? And I'm late for my outing.