you wake up, look in the mirror and see a stranger. someone you have yet to meet. you go to sleep and have dreams about this stranger. you go out with friends who seem to know this stranger very well but you have no clue who this stranger is. these friends are people you barely know but they approach you as if you’ve known them for years. everyone loves this stranger but you still don’t know who they are. they talk about the crazy things they do and you laugh because you wouldn’t do any of those things. you and this stranger are nothing alike. complete opposites. you wonder why people would love such an out of control being, how could they want to be associated with such an simple minded person. you tell them you would want to meet this person, you want to know who this stranger is. you want to know why they love every outrageous thing they do, and then you realize, that stranger is you….you didn’t even recognize your own reflection because you were trying to be who they wanted you do be. all this time you were pretending…..why?