People look at you as a monster
But you have an attitude like a flower
So pure and sweet
Who doesn't even cheat.
Compare to myself who is a cheater
Sometimes a great pretender
The world is like a stage
Some parts of it are on a rage
No one could save me
I don't even deserve to be free
If a world like this, no one can save you
Then be a hero if you do
This is me , who feels lonely
Who asks help so desprately
And who pretends to be happy
In a world seemed so crappy
Its not a monster we should be afraid
But a "two-faced"human who betrayed
The true monsters are still humans
Sometimes called demons .
People like us are scared of our own kind
Scared to see reality and pretend to be blind
For I , myself, lost where nobody would find
Trap in this crazy and problematic mind .
Not everyone is monster I see
They are always who they are be
I am a monster
Who can not control her anger .
Life is like a cookie monster
Words as forks they used to torture
But as they go deeper and deeper
They see the true flavor so sweet and never bitter .
