Are we really living?Are we just made up? do we really see other people? Are they just our imagination? The things we say, the people we hurt, how do we really know we are hurting them? Sitting here wondering if the people we really talk to are really here. Are they real? Are we real? If you touch them they feel real but all in all it could just be our imagination.Apart of me believes that we are not but the other part tells me to believe. So are we real or are we fake? Who really knows? Only you can believe. To me I believe both to a point we could be fake or we could be real. Who will really know? Are we? or arnt we?