It's another late night My mind is bein thrown into turmoil Shower thoughts can bring up the past What would have happened if I had done this? What would have happened if they did that? Shower thoughts can haunt you You don't want to think about those thoughts But the shower drags you into a false sense of hope That nothing bad will happen When in the end, you always get out, changed Changed from what could have happened to you or someone you cared about If only you had done something else But instead, they turn into shower thoughts Haunting and preying on your memory
This is a poem about something that I've experienced and probably a lot of other people have to. Those thoughts that change you in a way. That's what showers do to me.