hurs a little piece i wrote back in le dark ages

[silver_platter]

Little Nobodies

Little pieces of nothing
wonderin what to do
they thought of every nothing
and every wonder too

little nobodies in a bind
have nowhere to be
waves to no one all the time
but nobody can see

little pieces going nowhere
and they will never know
that no one ever noticed
those nothings never show

Little pieces of nothing
lost in time and space
wishing for more than nothing
wishing for a face.