The Monkey in the Orchard

(Who am I?)

Am I my thoughts?
Am I what occupies my time?
Am I what I feel?
Am I the things that happen to me?
Am I what people expect of me?

Or are all these just trees in the orchard of my mind?

Everything I think has grown
from seeds of experience and thought.
Trees bloom for each and every resolution I make;
full of my meditations, expectations, and so much more:

Becase people behave differently
from me,
and from you,
and we're not always the same
There grow trees within trees to deal with these
and they mirror from themselves within:
this is how I think / \ this is how I act.

Am I the trees,
or just some crazy monkey swinging between them
in the orchard of my mind?