Who's There

In my room late at night i hear them Voices telling me things I don't understand I ask people around me what it means I tell them what the voices say They look at me like i am talking in a different language When in all i am I look in the mirror I don't see myself Instead I'm looking at someone i don't even know She calls me the chosen one She tells me my path is far from over That there will many a sorrow in my path ahead Then she leaves