Surrounded by No-bodys,
He strives to be a Somebody;
And when he enters the league of Somebody(s),
He desires to be the One big, cool daddy;
Eventually, his yearning is complete.
Now, he searches for the truth,
He misses being a Somebody,
Even misses being a Nobody.
Power is powerful,
It took over him.
Choking like a rabbit in a sack,
He knows there ain't turning back,
Helpless, he has no more power to gain.
Everything in vain.
He was a Somebody,
Who died like everybody.
Immortality ain't real;
It is a bloody myth, a lie,
Many things, many times, always end with a sigh.
He never really was fully content, ever. Sad... So are many of us which is also, shall I say, sad...