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.