I’m two men:

I’m two ends of a spectrum;
The extreme passion,
The extreme hatred
One side wants to conquer the world,
The other wants to isolate in solitude
One hugs every sad & needy,
The other push loving ones aside

I’m two ends of a spectrum;
The extreme heat,
The extreme coldness
One side fights for freedom
The other begs to be captured.
One is the rebel;
The other the subject

I’m two ends of a spectrum;
Deepest deep &
Highest high
One side is silent meditation;
The other’s screaming loud.

& as my friend once said:
“I’m two men:
One is awake in the darkness,
The other is asleep in the sun.”

PS: Yes, I Wrote it. Actually one of my sister's friends had written the last part on a paper & the rest just came to me.