The Great Nothing

I am the great nothing,

And I matter not,

Like the contents of an empty bucket,

Or a pile of snot,

I am the great nothing,

I might as well not be here,

Noticed as the invisible man,

Not noteworthy enough to cause fear,

I am the great nothing,

My efforts are in vain,

I’m impactful as a feather,

Not like a freight train,

I am the great nothing,

This I must confess,

I shout into my bucket,

It helps me to destress,

I am the great nothing,

A soft wind in your ear,

Ignore me as you will,

I will still be here.

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