The Story of a Monster/Growing Up

More late night thoughts.

There a monster in my closet
I can hear it snarl and scratch at the door
It's hairy with huge claws and fangs
It calls out to me and I scream, hiding under my blanket
My dad bursts through my bedroom door
He's here to save me from the monster, wipe away my tears

There's a monster in my closet
I can hear it  taunt me and calls me names
It's small and quiet, with vicious words
It laughs at me and I cry, hiding under my blanket
My dad opens my bedroom door
He's here to save me from the monster

There's a sweater in my closet
My blanket is folded nicely on a shelf
The monster is back
My dad isn't here to burst through my bedroom door
He can't save me from the monster anymore
I reach out and slowly turn the knob
I have to face the monster in my closet

Author's Note

Late night thoughts.
Growing up sucks.