Isn't it funny how you can be lost without ever even leaving? Its like I know where I am, but I don't know who I am. Like one day you wake up and look around the room, you see all the posters covering the white walls and the tiny collection of stuff animals in the corner, then you ask yourself: "Where am I?" But its not a "I don't know where I am" type of asking, its more like a "What am I doing here, this is not where I'm suppose to be" type of question. Then a glance in the mirror is what really throws you off, because the girl staring back isn't anyone you recognize. The type of lost where you know where you are, but not where you going.