Covering the Truth

When you find that you can't chose sides, when you thought you knew yourself. What do you do? I never thought my life would change, but once I looked up to see in the mirror. The person staring bakc wasn't me. Who am I? That's the question. And what was I chosen for? So many names, names of countries and what they 'look' like. I can't piece it together. Where do I stand?