Monsters
It puts on a mask, wig and make up
A monster that poses as a human
This monster tell lies
It is the scariest monster and the most bothersome monster
They have no understanding of other humans
It is very controlling
No one can do anything for this monster is very cunning
It teaches nothing yet it babbles on like a gnat.
For an hour each day there is emptiness in my life
I dread that hour, for there is nothing but a pitch black hole that steals my precious time, motivation, and everything else and it’s too selfish to give any back.
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