"mom, save me please
there is monster under my bed"
then you go on your knees
but you're not listening to what ive said
we used to be so afraid
of the unknown darkness
we sit on the bed and prayed
even tho everything was so harmless
as we grow up and stop being scared
we suddenly sit on the bed again
as our childhood dissapeared
and everything is so plane
"mom, i need to be saved
there is monster on my bed"
monster that you named
a monster so alive, yet so dead
the truth is that i turned to be
my own monster, i was terrified to see.
how come we grow up to be someone?
that is so numb and also so done.
could i be saved from the monster inside me
or is it just a person who i created to be?
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the meaning behind the leaves
Novela Juvenil•eng/sk• every dot has a continuation... ⏪ Unsaid thoughts ▶️ the meaning behind the leaves - Final book of series "Diaries" -
