I was playing with my guitar
Trying to make a melody
But it sounded so bad
That I will never want to play again.

I want to sing you a song
Sad, I croak worst than a frog
Being tone deaf was enough
But a frog? That’s it.

I was meant to sing in the showers
Where my listeners were droplets of water
Out from the shower head
Drowning my croaks, making it sound better.

Random words came out of my mouth
Working together with tunes in my head
Singing a song no one has heard of
As it was only meant for you.