What am I?

I lost track of who I am and where I am. Life's so busy that I have no time to think. For once, I just want to sit and listen to everything around me. There's so many questions running around in my head. Who am I? Is this really me? Who is that? Do they like me? Will I ever fit in? Life's too hard. You either play rough or not play at all. I've worn out the play rough option, so I'm just not going to play. And nobody's gonna change that.