starrin back like a coward

on the other side of the mirror lookin at me with a expression of disappointment peekin back at me as if the end.
Back behind the reality lookin in from the dark side of the light, I see what can't be seen standin within my only friend.
fair is fair when one cares, darin to come from the third party standin in the shadow in another dimension hidden.
Shakin the head as if a shrink amazed at what we've become in a battle of luv as self's been bitten.
it appears to me there's no guts left in the eyes that's changed abruptly cuz I wasn't true to self.
N I'm lookin thru the image starrin back like a coward as if I know I'm isolated beyond the glass n trapped with no help.
I can't reach myself without breakin me into millions of pieces that'll shatter the separation so I can become whole again.
yet none of the trio trust like we did back when nothin got in under the pleasure as we stood as an independent man.
one two three n the third can't be seen without a light on the other side of the two way mirror, provin we're connected.
in a lineup in perfect alignment that needs broken so the edges can relate in a conversation that we're not crazy, yet infected.
afraid of the pride that's gotten in the way becomin thinner than that of time unseen lost without a cause.
I'm a prisoner of my own mind that cracked goin kookoo like a hairline fracture inside an invisible force field flawed in a pause.
from behind the mirror we all turn the head the same way as not a one of us is watchin our back.
Yet only the two on the twins side is seen cuz they can't see self outside of self livin with the facts.