Look! There is a man!

There is a man in the mirror now
He is looking straight at me
A strange and confident eye
He is judging me, analising me,
He is like the sky: old, enigmatic, obscure, but still good to give some 
view
There is a man in the mirror now
An adult male who does not talk with the mouth but express your sadness 
with the face
Shows your heart to himself looking another strange guy in the mirror
One question seems to appear in his mind
Maybe this is not real anymore, just a dream, built in another dream
A loop de loop question
Not answered by the reason
Not questioned by his own conciousness
Maybe an idea in his head by some other replicator of memes
There are many men in the mirror now
They are looking straight to themselves
Imagining billions of mad stuff about reality, conjecturing the imaginary 
world in the psychedelic taste of life