It was 4 p.m. when
the yelling monster caught me
daydreaming.
He was mad at me,
but not so mad at me as he was at himself
The worst thing that can happen to a man
is self pity.
And it happens to a man
that constantly does good, and gets nothing in return.
I wanted to tell him
that yelling at me is not gonna fix anything
is not gonna fix me
and not by a chance him.
But instead I kept my thoughts in silence
as I watched a little spider climb
in my fingers.
And than I saw the sun shine.