Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not bring myself to name you

I go to sleep
Making sure you will be there
To drive off the night terrors
You will won't you, girl who is nameless

Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not being myself to name you

I can not remember your name
But I remember your face
Your hair, your laugh, your smile
Soothing my mind girl who is nameless

Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not being myself to name you

I wake up knowing I might forget
But try frantically not to
As you might fade into nothingness
Please stay with me girl who is nameless

Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not being myself to name you

You are all I have in these auspicious nights
Where my thoughts linger
To become haunting things
Do not let me fear, girl who is nameless

Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not being myself to name you

What is your name I wonder?
They say people in dreams
Are ones met or seen
So tell me why I can not say it girl who is nameless

Dreaming desperately
In the hope I may find you there again
Girl who is nameless
But I can not being myself to name you

Nameless faceless bodies
Thrown this way and that
To spice up the story line
Then tossed to the back of the viewers mind
Forgotten
Because there was no anchor attaching her to the plot

Nameless faceless bodies
Kept in line
By the boxes of mother, daughter, sister, lover
Never far from the one or the other
And definitely not far from him
Unable to form independent thought

Nameless faceless bodies
Chopped into tiny parts
Just to be used as enticing props
To shock
And stir
Then pushed aside for something with more depth
Than the round shape of her *******
For we know you can’t have both in cinema

Nameless faceless bodies
Fixed as a
****** canvas
To display how much this world hurts
And wants to hurt
Thrown in the trash when deemed no longer beautiful enough
To keep the audience’s gaze

Nameless faceless bodies
Nameless faceless bodies
Nameless faceless bodies
Nameless faceless bodies
Nameless faceless bodies

-representation matters

Changing faces for nameless places
Nameless people struggling for existence in a nameless time
Worship the incoherent ramblings
Of countless babbling nameless fools
Bread and water lead the lambs to slaughter
Prejudice injustice demanding obedience
Nameless zombies

Becoming the robotic puppet
Of the puppeteers desires
With pre-programmed responses
Feelings not your own

Desensitized children
Of a race of morbid loving junkies
We render them fearless, then cry
At the mass of chaos they invoke upon us

Lost leading the lost
Devouring the beauty in their paths
The scourge of the free man
Who lives under the delusion of his freedom

Prisoners all
While the power sits upon a high throne laughing
Unbelieving how simply they all fell
And obediently they continue to provide
The avenues of deception for his rich existence


© Crystal Erickson   11/24/2007