You think I'm the monster under your bed
guess I'm living rent free in your head
I think it's so funny you think I'm mean
when you look in the mirror, what do you see?
Are you just seeing the lie of a golden halo hue?
Don't you know the monster under your bed is you?
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Ellie Hoovs
Domestic Violence Survivor
Mother of 5
Coffee, Wine, And Whiskey Love
Nature Lover
Try anything once
Live out Love
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Nicely done it.