I was programmed to go fast,
but one thing slows me down.
Mirrors. And for one simple reason.
I don't see myself in them.
I see him.
He cries out,
"Hey, don't act as if i'm not here.
Because I always will be."
I stop and stare into my...his eyes.
"Yeah, but they don't know that.
And they never will."
"Fat chance." he snaps back.
"Do you honestly think
you can keep up this charade any longer?"
"Well, as long as you stay out of my sight, I can."
But I begin to worry.
If someone finds out,
it could be my end.
They already know enough of me...no, him...
from the cautionary tale
that's known the arcade over.
I look back into the mirror again
and for a moment
my crown becomes a helmet...
I blink and shake my head...
I'm just seeing things, I say.
But as I walk off,
my reflection still calls.
A whisper in the dark.
"Stop pretending, King Candy...be turbo-tastic again..."