Trigger Warning: Mention of death, assumptions getting people killed
You just can't.
Really, he's not like you, you're not like him, you're not like them.
All the time.
Not knowing. I can never know.
I haven't seen. If I saw, I might know.
But I am not him, so I can not know.
I can never know what goes on in a head not my own.
But I didn't say what was.
Only that you can't know, and now,
Now it is all about how I can't.
And I can't.
But neither can you.
And maybe, just maybe, I have more to work with,
More "been somewhere like that,"
More things in common to work with,
That maybe I have a better idea than you think I could.
Not a "know," never a "know."
Like you said, I can't know.
And like you implied, not realizing it:
You can't know.
I can't know.
Only he knows unless he tells us.
And you spend your life insisting that he can't.
So I can't know.
Because I'm not like him.
Just like you're not like him.
And you can't know either.
All we have are guesses, assumptions,
And the ones you're making have killed.