Plastic

I think I had heard it once
that we all have dues to pay
I thought I knew too well,
but I lost myself on the way

Its a weird place...unfamiliar, strange...unreal...everything is covered with a layer of plastic it seems...or is it me who has become plastic? Why can I touch things but not feel them...? I bleed but there is no pain...I sing without making a sound...is this reality? Have I become an object in my own world...? Have I really lost myself on the way?