When I was young I used to see ghosts and take fright
I couldn't go into the basement by myself at night
They appeared as faces and bodies before my sight
But not like humans; some would fly at me and bite
Others, insane, would cry and lament their pain.
So I learned to fall asleep to music and TV to help my fear
To stop the voices and visions, to make them disappear.
This went on, year after year
But one day I grew up, and made it my mission
To face and defeat these apparitions.
Yet to my shock and surprise, they grew wise
Instead of frightening me with deformed grins,
They now accuse me of all my sins.