there is a little monster that is with me everyday.
the monster made me feel sad and hurt.
the little monster didnt like me much.
i spent so much time with it it became a part of me.

the little monster made me feel aufull but i kept him.
i kept him close to my heart.
the little monster was a part of me after all.
i would be nothing without it.

the little monster was nibbling away at my soul.
someone asked me if i was fine.
i didnt feel fine but, i knew i would be.
i told them i was alright because i was.

the little monster almost desroyed me completly
but then i reilized that the little monster was not a part of me
but it had already dug into me deep enough
i couldn't get it out by myself.

so i asked for help.
it was so so so very hard.
i went to them and i told them i wasnt alright.
stumbling through my words as the little monster tried to cut my tounge.

but i did it.
they got me someone to help me reach down
and pull out that monster inside of me.
finaly after being locked up, i was free.

i could come back someday.
but not today.
today i am happy.
today i am free.