Everybody loves somebody.
Everybody wants to be somebody.
Somebody seems to be the body to be.
Everybody often feels like nobody.
However nobody is better than anybody.
Because anybody can be somebody someday.
Everyday, it still looks like somebody is the best body to be.
Somebody knows full and hell well
that somebody else thought they were a nobody.
A nobody who would rather be anybody else.
Until somebody made nobody believe
they were somebody too.
Then somebody else took notice,
spread the word
that nobody was indeed somebody.
Then everybody believed.
Every somebody was a nobody
somebody saw as something more.