My mum was shy, innocent and sweet But deep inside, there lived a beast The beast was nasty, grizzly and loud Would stomp around, big and proud The beast would destroy, scream and shout You’re driving me insane, get out, get out! Get out of life, get out of my house Leave me alone you scared little mouse "I hate you, I hate you", the beast would say It’s all your fault, I am this way Go upstairs, get out of my sight I don't want you here, you parasite I couldn’t understand why the beast would appear. But his need for thirst would bring him nearer The best place to hide was in my room Stay quiet, stay still, he will go away soon I could be here for hours, maybe all night. My eyes would sting with the fear and fright. Pull yourself together I'd say, it’s going to be alright You’ve been here before, it won’t last all night. What was that noise, what’s been broken A chair? a door? Or has the kitchen table been flipped onto the floor. The beast will be gone after a good nights sleep Tomorrow no-one no- one will remember No-one will speak.
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