I think I am a figment of my own imagination
Having said that it is much to my consternation,
But if others don`t hear me or don`t see me
Then a figment of my imagination is what I must be.
Maybe my imagination is imagining that I exist
I must find the answer to this I will do a checklist,
I can see myself and when I speak I can hear myself
Therefore I must exist surely that`s enough proof in itself.
I pinch myself and it hurts so I seem real to me
So I ask myself, `what can the problem be`?
I can`t ask you because you don`t see or hear me
If I can`t figure it out then it will be end of it for me.
I`ve decided people must be deaf and also blind
But I won`t let their shortcomings be a bind,
I don`t need them to prove to myself that I exist
By not seeing or hearing they don`t know what they`ve missed.
