Lost In The Wind

I am lost. I've been traveling in the streets and living in a variety of different hotels for three weeks now. No one back home knows where I am, why would they? They don't know I exist. That's right, only my older sister Molly knows who I really am.

I don't fear what's to come, as I've already had fear in the past. How long will this last?. Certain people have the same "disorder" as my older sister. So they think it's a disorder but actually it's that other people can't see people like me.