I Just Don't Want To Disappear

I look out my window at my surrounding and I wonder "where am I?"
(...why am I here?...)

I look at the city I live in and I ask myself "how did I get here?"
(...where is my home?...)

I see myself in the mirror but I do not recognize my face.
(...who am I?...)

I lay in the grass and look up at the sky,
I feel the no feeling that exists when I merge with the earth
and for a moment we are one.

This is not really happening.

I am not really here.

This does not really exist.

There is nothing but matter, nothing is matter...and nothing matters.