At the age of five you feared The
monsters lurking beneath your bed
Frame, monsters are cruel.
At the age of ten you feared your upcoming
Days in middle school, people are cruel.
At the age of twelve, you feared
The boy who filled your veins with horrid
Name's, words are cruel.
At the age of fourteen, you feared
Your peers at school, people are cruel.
At the age of sixteen, you feared yourself,
Your thoughts are cruel.
At the age of eighteen, you feared
A bottle of pills, a blade, and a bottle of liquor,
Pain is cruel.
Maybe the monsters under your bed at the
Age of five, we're just the future.
Internal demons eating you alive.
We are the monsters we feared at age five.

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