The question I ask is not as metaphorical as you think

I reply, "With my eyes"

Some say. "With a positive outlook"

I tell them, "You a lie"

Then I ask, "When you look at me, what do you see?"

They answer, "A tall, large African-American, with a bright future"

I tell them, "Sounds like you see skin color, when you look at me"

I continue to say, "I see, a school uniform, grey pants, with a red, grey, or white shirt/ White socks, no undershirt, and some type of shoes because there are these things called clothes, made to shelter our pervios skin from danger and nature."

Then I snapback, like the cap, "You go awry, when you take things for 'face value,' so you have to never mind Facebook, and maybe try putting your face in a book, and I don't mean, 'B-F-O-A-O-C-E-K'"

"Life is like a Matryoshka Doll, even after you pull off all of the layers, you still never know what's on the inside."