Have you ever felt like a plastic bag, driftinng through the wind wanting start again?

Have you ever felt as if you were watching everyone else in the room from a birds point of view and you were invisible?
Have you ever felt alone in a crowd before?
Have you ever felt as if no one understands you other than your pillow?
Have you ever felt as if the girl in the mirror is an illusion?
Have you ever felt you were adopted?
Tell me.