I am a person.

Who am I?

I'm pretty aware that are many things you'd like to know about me.

There's a couple I'd like to know about myself.

But where are you in this world to know about me?

You're no one to me.

You wouldn't cry, lie or die for me.

Hah, you think I'm insane.

But what you read, see and think now.. Won’t matter in 5 to 10 minutes.

You will have all forgotten.

I know what you think, feel and guess.

I watch closely from the sidelines, silently.

You THINK you know who you are.

You don't.

You THINK your life is real.

It's not.

You THINK this is all just crazy talk.

Your wrong.

You GUESS I'm your sterotypical label.

Well, I am not your common label.

Not your common label.

Not your common label.

Not your common label.

Not your common label.

Not your common label.

I am your prophet.