Often confusing

Monsters among men

I used to watch out for monsters,
Monsters among men.
But those fangs I saw were not,
Those of fearsome beasts I ken.
No claw had hurt but men,
Those monsters among men.
And scars I saw more,
Than the unhurt and unscathed.
More and more monsters,
Monsters among men.
And I find myself wondering,
Am I one of them?
It seems fated for all,
Bear the marks of the beasts within.
And I speak not for I look too,
Like those monsters of men.
And when those claws turn against me,
Their fear I understand.
All I do is hope they do so too,
That in monsters I am man.
And I sit quietly for how can I deny,
Am I monster, or am I man.
As I watch hoping to see,
Among monsters, men.