Hear me sing

How I feel about a certain person hearing the lyrics I love and sing

One day she'll hear the words I sing
And she will shriek
And the joy it will bring...

Let her.
I'll bask in my comeuppance.
An angel coming home
Just think of the peace it will bring
And I will have it rich

But she will shriek,
Shrill and sonorous,
Echoes that hurt us
Eyes as bleak
My soul as murderous

So that is it
With mother's footsteps as the last note
I sing my screams,
So she can dream her dreams-