You want me to cry
Maybe it's better to pray for me
To stay alive

The sun reaches through thick tree branches
Noisy stream welcomes walkers
Dogs seek attention
People seek attention

Cars rush by
Lorries rush by
People smile
Dogs smile

Clothes steam on the line
Feeling fine
As the sun expectedly shines
Keeps shining expectedly

My wrath is massive.
To not hurt anyone
I keep it locked away.

Now the only one who's hurt by it
is me.