Confused

Have you ever had to ask where you are?
When at school, at home or in a car?
What happens when you wake?
Do you question if the world is fake?
Do you forget your friends?
Or question if this is the end?
The end of your sanity
Now nothing in your life is a complete certainty
It could be an illness, it could be fake
We hope its not your head for your sake
This illness or lake of sleep
Is bringing me to my feet
I wish it would go
Easily, painlessly and slow