Am i a part of the cure or am i a part of the disease?

You tell me.. Or better yet, don't.. cause I don't exist! And for a person that doesn't exist I somehow manage to make an awful lot of noise! I make you angry, but then you ask for my help! In return I give you the freedom you impetuously asked for and there's no regret... And then I wonder off to someplace I can be seen.. In return, you ask me why... well you don't ask, u accuse.. Why is that? How can you accuse something that does not exist! And still you're angy and threatened by my dreams of an easy life.. My dream to travel and run real fast... Well you're running too you know, the opposite side, but you're doing it! You know what? You could cheer the fact that I don't exist and think of everything that does! Think of yourself, and if everything adds up well, find someone to share it with! Don't try to reach me, please.. You'll only be dissapointed because I DO NOT EXIST, remember! And don't put your blame on everyone that's smiling, because this will certainly not help you get through the day! Smiles would... "So come over, just be patient and don't worry..."