No one in the world can understand how I feel

I feel just as if I were an Alien from outer space, or at least a creature from another species altogether, so little I have in common with people in general. I long incredibly strongly to find like-minded people that I could communicate to and feel understood and possibly even appreciated. But the more I crave, the larger this precipice between me and the rest of humanity grows. It is not true that no man is an island, entirely of itself. I definitely am such an island. I feel my sprit like a prisoner jailed inside my body, just like a prisoner looking outside through metal bars, unseen and unable to reach anyone on the outside. I am 100% that no one in the world can understand how I feel, and no words I could use would ever be of any use in making myself understood. No one could ever reach me in the place where I am, and I am falling deeper and deeper, further away from anybody. I feel so much pain, that I am very little able to feel other feelings. It's as if the definition is this. Pain. I often don't know I feel pain anymore. It's just there. I rather not think too much about why it's there, neither. In case I remember.