Corner of the Circle

There is no point
To this rounded earth
No reason for living
No cause for my birth

I must be a monstrosity
To those who glance at my face
The most vicious of beasts
So far out of place

My footprints are too light
To be left behind in the sand
In a world where cruelty lies
Behind the eyes of every man

The simplest truth
Is that nobody cares
You can live or die instantly
Yet the world is still theirs

So I'll adopt my position
At the corner of this earth
Forever searching for the validity
Of my cursed birth