You Simulated Video (MV)

Sifting through
Levels of simulations
Simulating
An interpretation of observations

Watching others mindfully drift
Through the mindless lines in mind they visit
Their faces are at the edge of their pages
Unaware of the questions it raises

Questions anyway
A reaction too
And an effect
Of their course of action too

A They known to them
And not to us
Their They held obscurely
And too close up

They They we know
They'll never know
They walk up closer
And they grow

You'll never see
What you are to me
You think I am
But I'm not living

In the same world
With the same blue as you
My colors are
Not the ones that you're used to

I keep you
In a folder in my head
You're there
Breathing, speaking, fed

But you'll never know him
Never know yourself
As seen in my world
The world of someone else

I think you might be made of clay
I think I might've missed a day
I think I am actually very far away
But also I cannot say