You're under your blanket Because there's monsters under your bed Monsters that your classmates have created The ones they've created from tearing you down till there's nothing left but the monsters under your bed.
When you were little you might've said 'Daddy there's monsters under my bed' He would check and say ' there's nothing there, go back to bed' Then tuck you in once again You'd tremble once then hide.
When you got a little bit older you might have said 'Daddy there's monsters in my closet' He would check then say 'there's nothing there, go back to bed' then tuck you in once again You'd tremble once the hide.
Many years later you might question as you lay in the dark and recall the time that there were monsters once under your bed in your closet you wonder where they've gone to now?
You may not know how it feels to be bullied and teased but imagine imagine how it feels to have you confidence be torn down by being on called names Picking on you for he things you love the things that define you.
That creates these monsters. No longer am I talking about the ones under your bed i’m talking about the ones That are inside your head. These monsters will break you down even further than your classmates already have.
These monsters tell you the things the things you've been called before they say them so often and so convincing you start to believe them Till that's all you believe.
Then they come back and hide under your bed tormenting you with the troubles of school of your past anything that haunts you they will remind you of.
These monsters you can't touch them you can’t see them Because they're not really there These monsters aren't real These monsters are you.
You’re under your blanket because there’s monsters under your bed. The Monsters that your classmates have created The ones they've created from tearing you down till there's nothing left but the monsters in your head.