I gaze around, everything feels unfamiliar. I am lost. This world that i’ve known for twenty years feels foreign, distant. Where am I? Who am I? What am I? I feel like a stranger in my own skin. In the blink of an eye, i’ve lost touch with who i’ve become. My feet are nailed to the floor beneath me, but the world doesn’t stop. Everyone seems to be drifting past me, fast forward. I can’t keep up. I am lost. Where did all my friends go, the people who said they’d always be there? Where did all my dreams, and my goals go? I look around me and I see hatred, envy, broken hearts, and people hurting one another. I try to shut my eyes to all of it, but cannot manage to escape reality. It’s all around me. Enclosing in on me. For a second, I feel suffocated, as if I can’t breathe. I don’t belong here. I am lost. I catch myself doing things I vowed to never do. I catch myself making the same mistakes. My goals seems to be becoming more distant with every heartbeat of mine. I try to grasp onto them, but they slip past my fingers. I am lost.