Disclaimer: I do not own Serial Experiments Lain. I don't know who does, but I know that it's not me.

Lain's Chair

By, RadioactiveSquirl

When you trip

Over the chair

In the middle of the room,

Don't yell at the chair

For being in your way…

You were probably

In the way of it.

Am I real?

Or am I someone else's creation?

Is my life

All somebody else's subconscious dream;

A figment of someone else's imagination?

What is Real,

What is not?

What is Wired,

What is not?

Is any of it real at all?

Why?

It doesn't matter.

The point is…

Don't trip over the chair,

You're in its way.