If we are in the desert, and I'm thirsty
Would you cry and fill a cup of your tears so I could drink it?
Or would you let me drain all the water of my body till the end?
If here is so difficult to breathe, would you get all the air and blow it to me?
I'm cold now, what would you do to make me warmth again?
Nothing. You can't do anything for me. I need to take care of myself. All the time you was just me, just myself, creating something in my mind, creating something to take care of me.