Thursday, December 29, 2016

Mask Of Your Superstar

Mask Of Your Superstar
© Surazeus
2016 12 29

When I push through the light of the glass door
and browse characters in the story store,
am I searching for new costume to wear
so I can stride on stage of life with flair?
I wear pretty mask of your superstar
so I can play your queen till we all die.

When you gaze in the mirror of my eye
you see nothing but the empty blue sky
where I must play the fateful tragic role
that was written by the bard on lost scroll.
I wear pretty mask of your superstar
so you can love my soul till we all die.

When you watch me on television screen
enact the fascist-fighting heroine,
cheer me on as I break chains of your fears
while I drink the sweet sorrow of your tears.
I wear pretty mask of your superstar
so you can become me till we all die.

When I play dead after the tale is done
and we drink together in the bright sun
will you worship me or just be my friend
as we laugh and play till the world will end?
I wear pretty mask of your superstar
so we can know true love till we all die.

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