It’s true: I’m being
completely ignored.
Can’t even manage
to get people bored.

Day in and day out,
I pour out my stuff.
Obliv’ion, it seems,
has never enough.

Whatever I give,
it hungers for more.
My entire self
it wants to devour.

But nevertheless
I will not give up.
Persistence, perhaps,
will earn me a Cup.

And then, when it does,
and the trophy glows,
just try to make sure
that nobody knows.