I have this bag filled with something
I carry everywhere I go
In case I run into nothing
That's something you never know

To easily keep me entertained
Before boredom sets in
I have the attention span of an ant
That is until the drugs kick in

My bag used to have nothing
Till the day I scrimped and saved
Filling it with something
Making sure I gave nothing away

Like you heard me say at the top of the page
I have this bag filled with something
When asked what's inside, I humbly reply
Oh this?
It's really nothing...