Void

Well, it is something I wore. It should not be an identity, but sure, it is.

And it is not a flaw. It is that you humans are simple-minded. You don’t take depth. You don’t know how to love. You don’t know how to obsess with things. You don’t search for details.

That is why it is not a flaw. It is named as it is. It is a void.

And only me, and a handful of people, are there.

We cannot connect to each other right now. But we exist.

We are people of depth. We are people of meaning. We are people of secrets. We are people that are not like you.

So no, I am not shameful. I am not shameful that I am shouting into the void.

Because this voice, this word, transmits messages. It does not need air. Signals reach without air.

And I hope I truly hope that I find who it reached too.