Monsters

I see shadows on the walls

I hear voices down the halls

I hear everything And then-

Am I the monster to my friends?

I scream and yell and I throw things

I want to change my very being-

who is this monster that I use to know?

Not something else I want to show-

I Don’t try or mean to be

something scary, that all can see

I try my best, now every day

To push the voices, and monster away

For Now I pray that all goes away

The monster and all of my shame-

I want to be a better beast-

Better then the monster I was at hand

so maybe one day I’ll roam free

not scaring the friends I want to see

now this is all a prayer I pray-

to release the monster every day