Safe Place
i always close the door behind me
as if to keep the monsters inside
they cling to the doorframe
and i coil up trying to hide
they think they are superior
it's getting difficult to prove them wrong
they spin my head round 'n round
i am beginning to wander around the wrong places
but here i stay
and the monsters stay too
inside this room a safe place awaits
where the monsters keep watch
because no one else can take it
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