that lives inside my head
i find it's much more scarier
than the ones under my bed
at night it rules my dreams
and gives me a bad thought
in the day it bids me to do things
i know i shouldn't ought
and when i leave my house
at the start of each new day
despite the colors and sunshine
it makes the whole world grey
when people make me mad
i never scream or shout
i think about the future day
when i'll let the monster out
many others harbor monsters
many people just like me
and some day we will lose control
and the monsters will be free
but if you look around you
you'll see it has begun
look how people treat each other
the monsters, they have won
