SURFACE

How do you know What it's like to be me? When you haven't tried To see the real version I open my eyes To see X's and Y's Because none of them know What's wrong underneath The carpet I lay on Is stuff and indented I can't even see That spot a different way You understand? Good, please inform me Because my reflection Doesn't know what I'll be You say I break hearts? Well I also break glass You see right through me I don't know How long I can last