"What Am I?"

What am I?
Why do I feel?
Tangled up in my emotions.
Crying for a savior to come.
Watching as my tears fall through the ripples of life,
And set fire to any heart that reaches out to me.

Who are you?
Why are you here?
Leave me alone you wretched being.
Take away your concern and sympathy.
Cast away your love and compassion, for I refuse to accept them,
And refuse to condone their uses.

Yes it is true that i care for you very deeply,
But that means nothing to me.
Love, trust, a sense of humility; all have become lost in the shuffle of reality,
My reality which has been so pleasantly defined as nothing.

I am so very sorry to make this address so personal and fitting,
But I think that it is best that you hear this in front of the world,
Instead of me telling you in private.
At least this way, I don't have to worry about your outburst of emotions.
At least, I can lay my head in peace.