Am I paranoid
Or is it only that I think I am?
And if I only think I am
Does that make me truly paranoid?

What’s it like to be normal?
What’s it like to be different?
What if I wake up from this dream?
What if I fall asleep, and never wake up?

Would it be Heaven, or only a dream?
What is Heaven, but a dream?
Is this Heaven?
If this is Heaven, how bad can Hell be?

I think, therefore, I am

But if do not think, but am still
Is it all meaningless?
Likewise, if I think, but am not
Who am I?

Am I you?
Am I him?
Or her?
Them?

Everybody?
Anybody?
Somebody?
Nobody?

Or are you me
And I am but a shadow of a dream of tomorrow’s history?