I think there is a monster
That hunts me in the night
Every night he creaps up my stairs
Into my room he goes
Every night he disturbs my dreams with his face
Until one night when I wanted to face him
Until one night I wasnt sceard
Then he disapered and wasnt there
No more haunting dreams of his face
No more creaping up the stairs
Only now do I realise
Only now I am now not sceared
Because I know he wasnt real
Because I know he wanted a friend
Know as I sleep in bed
He no longer makes my dreams be scary
Instead I have a new friend
That keeps me company
And promised not to scare me
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