A Broken Screen

Become another human being tripped.
I saw a face behind the silver screen,
Like an empty body bent and ripped,
A closet full of people on the scene.

• A picture you consider me a feature,
  Another quick reaction from the ripping!
  No kicking back and actin like a teaser,
  Mess around and hear the sound of flipping.*

• Another day another quick replay.
  A little ray of light remains unseen,
  Behind the window like an empty tray,
  Painting a picture on the silver screen.*

• My rearview mirror watching movie screen,
  Staring at the sound of traffic flipping,
  I paint a picture from an empty scene,
  Through the window on a wall of blinking.*

• Another thousand minutes slowly slipping,
  An empty picture on the silver screen,
  A pocket full of flashing light and blinking,
  Behind a window on the movie scene.*