When you look at me, what do you see? I see a transparent body, outlined by bold black ink, a distant reflection of me
You see nothing, yet you see me? I see nothing but those behind you and those walking through your outline, yet I see who you should be
If I were to disappear, what would you do? I do not know considering, you are not there. You are like air
If I am like air, can you feel me brush against your skin? You are not as strong as the wind; you are like the air I breathe in
Why are you the only one who hears me? I hear you because I am the mirror of your outline, I respond by showing you the truth of what you only choose to see
How do I fill myself in? Become visible and whole? You find your true colors and escape into your soul