No one will ever know what I am going through, but again, I will never know what anyone is going through.
Is it about knowing?
No one will ever feel what I’m feeling, but again, I will never feel what anyone is feeling.
Is it about feeling?
No one will be me, but again, I will never be anyone else.
Is it about being???

Can you tell me why?
You don’t even know!
All the reasons you may give would seem banal.
It’s your feelings you’ve trusted and pursued, I know.
Allow me to say
Your feelings aren’t truthful
Nor are they your own feelings, so don’t be fooled.
Your feelings are passing clouds
They are an illusion
They only exist because something or someone else exists, they do not have a body on their own.
But your brain exists, it is concrete
Pursue it.
For your own sake!

I do not have an identity and I do not need one, for identities restrict me.
I do not have a religion and I do not need one, for religions imprison me.
I do not have beliefs and I do not need any, for beliefs confine me.
I do not have goals and I do not need them, for they only drive me one way.
But I do have freedom and I do need my freedom, for only freedom can save me.

I call for help but help is deaf it can’t hear  me, I look for help but help is blind it can’t see me, I need help but help is far away it can’t reach me.  Who else but help can help me?!  If anyone can see, hear or is near,  please be help for me.