I'm the void that completes your life,
I'm the heart that burns for the night.
I'm the soul that is wasting away,
I'm the mind that has no place to stay,
I'm the sickly, dirty, and also the poor,
I'm the hunger that lies dormant on the floor.
I'm the utopia that thrives on mistakes,
I'm the contradictory statements you make.
I'm the embodiment of all that is wrong,
I'm the god that won't answer your calls.
I am man, the finite, and also the friend,
and while I'm the beginning, I'm also the end.