I have loved a 100 women and not once did I feel loved

I've listened to a thousand voices and when I tried to speak, they had earphones on

I've held the hands of the fearful and they all assumed that I was without fear

I have hugged the broken and left to fall to pieces

I have wiped your tears off your face and you assumed that I never cry

Maybe I don't exist or maybe I am a god

it is only the non-existent that lack companions.