I am, I am.

Look into a mirror, asking "Who are you?" ,
The reflection answered, "I am you!".
I can see what I see,
But I can't see who's inside of me.

Stared on someone's eye to determine who am I,
I see myself die,
Burried at their stared,
Mourn at their judgement and wait 'till I fade.

I am, me.
The one who anyone will never be,
I can be me in a way what I want to be,
And be me what I want supposedly become me.

I can be different on you,
Don't act that you have a clue,
That "I" was same in "you",
'Cuz, the things you may know was be the things you don't know.