Beyond the door  

behind your face    

behind the wall

of paper paste

 

twisting hallways 

many rooms 

hidden secrets 

broken rules

 

in this maze

thats all of you

are different windows 

different views 

 

in these views 

you set the scene

the perfect moment 

the perfect dream

 

behind the mask 

the hidden you

masquerading 

to all that view 

 

in your mind 

the film reel rolls

you set the action

in control 

 

but deep within 

your cellar space

in the mirror 

reflects no face

 

and in your eyes 

the myriads float   

of shattered glass 

of mirror broke