No One to Know Me

People are always searching
Constantly talking about and on the lookout for
Someone to know them
Oh how they scurry and dart about
Running frantically to find some connection
Face-to-face, by mail, by phone, by computer
The search runs on forever

How weary they must be...
I wonder if there is any true success
As there is never an end to the hunt
It seems tireless and pointless
Always futile

It's why I don't search