Lost

I see nothing but your reflection. I wonder why. People are calling me out there. Should I go? Should I step out from this cage? I don't know... Tell me what do I know about all this... Nothing, nothing at all. And I'm just sitting here, looking in the mirror not sure if this is me or you I'm looking through. It feels like I'm done... I really don't belong to this hectic world. But the most scary thing is: I'm living in my own chaotic and rebellious world. Get me out... drag me out of here...