I feel like Schrödinger's cat,
Both happy and weary
In a box that's the theory
Call me Schrödinger's Jack
Could be one way or the other
Be like me or my brother
But better yet be better
Be more than I am or less
Going through time is the test
But the box is closed,
Nobody knows
How I'll turn out, till it's opened
If the lock will turn,
If the hinges are broken.
The future is the box
And the cat is me
There or not
Soon we'll see