The two dimensional people

Quietly we watch the two dimensional people,
How they live , what they eat, and even where they sleep.

They are more alive than us
the three dimensional people
We dont shoot villains with guns,
make love to beautiful women

Our reality itself has become two dimensional
Our expectations high and demanding
They live where we like to reside

Imagine what it would be,
Me descending to this world
My life controlled by a joystick
Game over popping up

Back in my three dimensions
I view the world anew
Colours are more colored
Wrinkles are wrinkled

I see Einstein before me , hairs wild,
four dimensions and beyond , wish I had more time