hallucinations in dreams in dreams

After coffee with my dad,
I feel asleep on my blue air-bed,
and commenced a long sleep and dream
of endless hallucinations,
books shifting into other books,
rooms of people shifting
into rooms of other people(as I blinked my eyes.)
I woke up again and again,
only to find it was a dream within a dream
and the hallucinations continued:
stairway after stairway,
teachers, classrooms,
me reading whole pages of imaginary books

Realities,
(often accompanied by dad making arrangments for me
within this vast University of Delusiana,)
realities shifting into convincing delusions:
people telling me I was crazy
telling me to stop it
and I tried to explain how I couldn't
that I was unsure they were real now,
let alone what they might shift into.
Once, the dream police even arrested me
and I tried to explain that I was trying to obey them
though I couldn't really see them anymore;
I was sure they were real and could shoot me

And then,
I woke up
to my apartment:
my tennis racquet by dad brought,
my calendar of Scotland,
the photo album of my life I've long treasured
and once lost drunk in an Ashland, Oregon bar

I woke up,
but I have psych issues,
and have had a handful of waking hallucinations.
As real and normal as it all seems,
how long did I wake up for?
And what does it all mean?

Hm... and there's nothing fictional about this piece(I woke up twenty minutes ago tops, having just finished this.)