When you stand in the shower,
Do you feel the dirt of the world
Pour off your shoulders?
Are you calmed by the hot water
And left to breathe the steam?
A few minutes of total aloneness,
But a relaxing time—
You begin to feel clean.
Where the weight of the world
That hides in your hair,
Storms away and meets the drain.
And after a few more moments
You begin to feel like you again.