i’m not talking about those under your bed, those waiting for you in the dark, those hanging on the branches of the trees, those staring at you when you sleep,
no.
not those monsters.
i’m talking about those who destroy your good mood, those who bring you down in every mistake you make, those who always look for a flaw in whatever you do, those who make you feel sorry for ever being here.
those monsters.
but just like the monsters you imagine
— they are all in your head.
you can ignore them and see that those monsters, are ever so small; so easy to trample, so easy to destroy.