Bohemian Rhapsody - an Alternate Exposition

Is this the real life ?
Is this just fantasy ?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Viewing this song from the point of view of the dichotomy of Freddie's existence we can see the early awareness and perhaps understanding of his dual nature being realised.

The shy, withdrawn Freddie seems to be soliloquizing here, trying to determine what is his reality - where his real life begins and ends. Referring to his stage persona, he questions whether it is reality or fantasy but realises that, by this stage it has grown so big that he is being swept along with the landslide of their success.

He is semi-despairing, just a poor boy who is gaining his dream, yet one which, at this stage, is not all-consuming: what will be, will be and he is content to move along with this, whichever way he is blown.