The Self Portrait of A Window

Do I have a self
or someone made a self to me
Does left panel equal to right panel
since my right eye could not see my left
Are tears of sky crying for me
or I am just in their ways of the collateral
Could the sun or moon see through me
or I am just lucky to have a transparent heart
everyone wishes still having some left from childhood
Are eyes outside looking in
or just the instinct sensing prying eyes from within
Are sceneries always better outside
or the spirited air is warm-hearted inside
Does my soul have a framework
or someone else’ mind put a framework to me