A Fine Reflection

Hey you
 Yeah, you
 I can see you
 I can see the real you
 I know these are the words you long to hear
 Because I’m your face that looks back from the mirror
 You and I, we are the only one left here
 So let’s do something fun
 For once, yeah, something fun
 Did you forget me again?
 It’s all right, I’m used to it
 But I won’t stop dancing at the border tonight
 I can’t stop thinking that it’s time to fight
 Like a dying star reaching out to her lover
 The Nothing dies in pure technicolor
 So just be you
 And I’ll be you
 And I’ll just be me
 And you can be some me
 Don’t worry about the truths
 We are not meant to see
 Do not worry about lies
 Do not fret over fakes
 Don’t lose your shit over media sensationalism
 Be above, or hit the brakes
 Whether you’re rich or poor or both
 Fixed or whole or broke
 You’re a fine reflection of the path of your soul
 If reality hurts then make a new goal.

Originally published at Andrew L. Hicks.

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