Face me! Turn around.
I face myself
Into a mirror,
And into a mirror world;
Into a universe
So very close,
Away.
Almost insane…
Where I am myself
Yet microns away
From the “real world”
Everything’s perfect.
Under the surface
Of this old, cracked
Silver screen
I reach and I touch - you.
Blood there, under the surface,
Is fake.
I am an actor there,
You’re acting too.
When this movie’s over,
Another one will begin.
No one really gets old,
No one really cries,
No one really dies…
Forever young.
