——You can never know where I am.
——Why?
——Because I don't even know where I am.
——You are me.
——I am not you.
——Yes, it must be.
——Then tell me, where are you?
…
——Where am I?
——Just tell me, don't bother looking for me.
——Me, who am I?
Every day, I have the same dream, a nightmare.
I would rather hurt myself, but never, nor want to, let you know.
Just crying silently in the corner.