Monsters

As a kid we fear darkness
Fear the monsters that hide from us
The monsters that are cruel and heartless
Making our minds slowly become a mess

As a kid we hide from the things that frighten us
Yet we set out to find them that we must confess
That's when we find out the monsters are not real
A world without monsters, wouldn't that be ideal?

As we grow we start to fear the dark less
Sometimes we still fear the dark
That's something to which we must confess
And sometimes the dark creates in us a spark
We don't know why, and that sometimes gives us stress

When we get older and get mature,
We discover a horrible truth.
We stop looking for the monsters,
Because we have discovered they are us.