When we were kids
We were told about monsters
That lurk in are closets
And hide under are beds
We were told
Not to anger them
Not to disturb them
To leave them alone
But now they aren’t
In the closet
Or under are beds
They're in are heads
Telling us things
Showing us things
Messing with us
screwing us up
Making us hate things
We use to love
Making us love things
We use to hate
Making us do things
We know are bad
But we still listen
Because those demons...
There all we have
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