Why am I here?nWhat did you say? Stop talking to menOnce I was told therefore I am notnMy father once told me to shut up, shut upnnIs this where I came from?nDo I know you? Is this real or not?nWhere do I belong?nAs I was correcting my head I feel illnnHurts to comprehendnMy translucent patterns of deliriumnShut up, shut up younnThe pieces no longer fit the puzzlenMy glue will no longer hold menIs this all in my head? Or is that you talking to me?nWho goes there? and why have you come?nnLeave me be, lock the door behind younLet go of my headnI seem to have misplaced myselfnCan you help me find my way?