Questionable Thought Poem by Jaycee Wilkerson

I sit in this room
wondering if there is really a room
I take deep breaths
wrondering if Im really breathing
I see a life
but is it really mines
I know where I wanna be
but do I have the time
The words that I speak
are they really mines
Why do I think
and what does that mean
Who am I
and Why am I here
These are the things
that are up in the air
This is what I really care about
This is what I sit in this room and really think about