I don't c u Yet u stand 2 feet away I cannot hear u wen u shout And cannot read the language u sign Wen you touch me I feel u not Though my skin grows cold
I am blind Not in my eyes but in my mind I observe the world around me But I am not one with the world around me Wen the heart grows cold the mind soon follows To become empty the world grows hollow To open my eyes and 2 open my mind And dream of the joys I may then find To see u too hear u too touch u to feel To show that this mad wonderful world is real A trick of the mind a world so surreal To see u too hear u too touch u to feel
The idea of solipsism: the only thing we can prove is our own consciousness. We are not real, this does not exist