I can see through you, you know.
You think you're a door,
but you're a window
or a book
And I can read you.
Everything about you.
As if I am you.
I feel what you feel, and I see what you see.
I feel the lonely, the bitterness, the empty.
The numbness, the pain, the sad.
The longing, the nothing, the empty.
I see you when you're dead inside.
I see you when you don't see yourself.
Even when you don't want to see yourself.
I see you.