monsters

I don't look for monsters under my bed, I look for them in the mirror, outside my window, but mostly in my head, you can say the boogie man is scary, but the real monsters Are humans, think of all the bad things humans have done, Yet ghosts are scarier? the monsters under my bed grab my ankles, the monsters in my head grab my soul, the monsters under my bed go away, the monsters in my head don't, and I'm scared of what they might do, but I know the monsters under my bed only grab my ankles