Is It?

Is grass green?

Is the sky blue?

You may think

This poem is

A cheesy love

Poem for someone

Special to me.

But genuinely,

This is just me

Questioning

My insanity.

Is anything

Really real?

Am I fake?

Or are you?

Or are both

Of us from

The same

Apple tree?

Apple doesn't

Fall far from

The tree

Or maybe it

Doesn't fall at 

All.

Floating calmly 

In the air.

Or panicked.

Barely there.

In and out.

Deep blue sea.

As far out

As I can see

Maybe I'm blind

Or just different

But I can't see

The problem 

With it.

If sea

Can see

Can I see 

2 + 1 = 4

That’s wrong

But please

Don't mention

My mistake

Bring me out,

When sky is grey.