When I thought I was a monster I was so enraged I was treated as less than human I was thrown into a cage I didn’t know you loved me I didn’t know what gladness meant I figured I was just defective I hated that I was different When I thought I was a monster
So I acted like a monster I hated everyone I met They would never understand me With that I was content I didn’t want to be around them I didn’t want their fairytale Each time I had tried to grasp it I continued then to fail When I thought I was a monster
People saw me as a monster And the hate turned back on me Everyone was sick and tired Of my pride and villainy They began to band together Being united by hate They schemed and worked together In an attempt to seal my fate When I thought I was a monster
Someone had to slay the monster But it wasn’t who you’d think And it all happened so quickly You would miss it it if you blinked Not the mob that band together It was one who came by stealth Because when I learned you loved me I murdered my old self I was no longer a monster
The story of my depression and self-hate and the way God changed my life and empowered me to slay the beast that haunted me.