Monsters

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We cannot pretend the monsters under our beds just disappeared
We cannot act like love never ends
we cannot pose with goofy grins
We cannot pretend that we are friends
Because then, we would all be theatre kids
Putting on some big show
A smiling mask to hide the pain
Because we don't want anyone to know

How it feels to be drowning out of water
To be choked up in front of a crowd
Of friends and family in front row, just trying to be proud

The ones who taught us the four eyed freaks were just pretend
But as we grew up they just moved Into our heads
And now the monsters control
And we give them names like anxiety
And all I've become are the monsters inside of me

But the show must go on
With fake feelings and flash photography
Because the monsters never left
We just learned to be okay with them
And it's so normal to us now
That although it is scary
The bad guy always wins

Life is a cinematic masterpiece
An over dramatic show
With lovers and haters and clothing to outgrow
And nobody knows who they are
Just who they pretend to be
The monster under my bed never left
Now it lives inside of me.

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