We're the place holder.
We're the purposeless boulder.
We’re just another variable in the equation.
We take many things into contemplation.
We’re just one number that’s all.
Nothing more than a faint memory to recall.
We’re the one variable that never fits.
We’re the one thing that never quits.
But we only hold a place for a short time.
We leave with rest the of the grime.
We sit in until the real number comes by.
It’s the truth and not a lie.