If you blame me
for feeling pain
I won't be there to hold you
when you cry in darkness.

If you blame me
for feeling angry
I won't stand with you
when you rage alone.

If you call me a rebel
for feeling resistance
I won't rescue you
when they come to take you away.

If you call me a recluse
for spending time in seclusion
I won't come visit you
when you haven't seen a face for years.

If you put all responsibility
on me for creating all reality
I won't even respond,
I'll just laugh and wait:

Yours will create you
soon enough,
and then
you'll understand me better.