Something Is My Name

Something

is my

name

Something’s my name, I’m not fussy what thing,

although I don’t want to be COVID-19.

People always tell me to “do Something!”

and I reply “I do plenty of myself, thank-you!”

“and that’s none of your business, FU!”

I’m envious of Nothing, no, serious, I am envious of Nothing

who is never heard, touched, or seen,

waiting to spring into me.

“You got to do Something!”

and I say, “Yes Please!”

“Do me right now, I am begging you!”

Something is always around the corner,

is a popular saying,

but I promise I have much better things to do

than to be spying on you!

I do get massively favoured by most of the world,

who think they’re too good for Nothing.

But that’s not saying much, and they don’t know much,

I am much fetishized, overrated.

It sucks being me all day without rest,

“You don’t get Something for Nothing”

they stupidly tease,

I try not to run but I too easily do.

But Something I am, don’t grow up to be me,

Something’s my name, you all love me!

person reaching coffee cup beside glass on brown surface

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