An innocent little girl
walking blindly,
petrified,
in this
cold forsaken world.
The monsters under her bed
were never afraid of her,
nor was she to them,
but the monsters that did
scare her were the same
ones that we
all have-
the ones living inside our heads.
Some cage them well,
and some simply don't.
Fearing that if they
set them free
they will never be in control.
The only monsters she knew
were humans.
In her teary eyes,
humans were the real monsters.

All monsters are humans.