How lost you are, fighting all your feelings
Confused with consciousness
How to be self-aware, in your qualia of being
Contemplating itself
The mirror of you sees your perception
Reflecting itself
The real you looks back through broken mirrors
You say you are, who you are but what does that say about you
As receptions change, your reflection changes
With a contorted view
The mirror of you sees your perception
Reflecting itself
The really you looks back through broken mirrors