When I was growing up
it hid in my story book
it crept and crawled
my fear installed
yet I couldn't help but look.
Now that I am older
and through the years i've grown
it didn't take a story book
I realised on my own
that the monster that I feared
was something far more real
it's thoughts and fears
ringing through my ears
hearing words you would squeal.
when your eyes are cloudy
you are not yourself
the good, it goes
and life gets rowdy.
why can't you see
past the glass
and all the potential
this beautiful life has.
I love you
i do
but there is a monster
in you.
-KK
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A passing lyric (
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Comments1
I think most of us have a monster in us...some more than others. We must acknowledge then embrace!
You’re right
Maybe it’s harder to see our own monsters lurking in the shadows
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