Who am I?

"Who am I?" I always scream

"Am I real?" I often ask myself.

Or "Am I just a character in someone's dream?"

"Am I there" I wonder if this life exists at all

"Is there fate" I bet one can never tell.

But down deep in my heart

There was something moving fast

And settled in my mind and told me that

"Up in heaven there's a God.

And of yourself never be proud."