Semi-lucid dreams

Now why do I feel so hollow?

Once I thought I had a soul,
but then I looked at the world
and realized that
there is no such thing.
I am made of cells and atoms -
a slave to material needs.

I have all the right parts,
yet I am all wrong somehow.

Once I thought life had a purpose,
but then I looked at the world
and understood that
things just happen.
We are made of cells and atoms -
slaves to material needs.

We have all the right parts,
yet we are all wrong somehow.

Now why do you feel so hollow?