Evidently,
I don’t feel the need to be somebody.
No exertion toward celebrity for me.
It’s too late now. I’m in my eightieth year.
If I wanted to be somebody
I should have started years ago.
Once I was almost somebody, briefly.
Something I did a reporter thought newsworthy.
I was interviewed on a slow news day.
Nothing came of it.
I was relieved of follow-ups.