I am nobody, maybe I, may be you,
maybe me, may not be,
and I don’t have any name,
call me nameless, or just anon.
I arrive without any notice
and leave without any gaze,
nobody would write a book
or award a trophy to me.
I would be fooled, cheated,
tormented, and at times
I would have my small moments
to fool, cheat, and torment.
I am 20 and 75 at the same time,
it hardly matters as I would
never run for the elections;
would never possess my opinion,
whenever I would have,
it would be one of the
newspaper gossips.

I am nobody, I am a collective noun:
all the big consumer companies
target me, they put me inside
their dimensions of profits,
and then they would eat bubble and speak bubble,
and I would occupy a region
in those bubbles that swell
each time one of us gets inside.
When I don’t accept this change, I get exchanged
like currencies, only the exchange rates rise and fall.
I am often conned, but I forget
who conned me, as I have short term memory. 
I am the most unoriginal innovation
in this planet as I need to copy
to prove that I have learned.
I am segmented, demented,
forecasted, and remain
the poor CONsumer.