Am I a monster

Because I can’t control when I’m up & when I’m down

Am I a monster because I’d rather choose to frown

Am I a monster because one minute I can run to the top of the mountain and the next I’m suffocating from debris from the ground

Am I a monster because your words uplift for a minute but the next I’m bound to forget it

Am I a monster because I can’t stop thinking bout the past hoping I could’ve made some those moments last

Am I a monster because I lie in bed reminiscing on things from way back when, but then I could organize my thoughts

Maybe even define my faults

But now they’re stuck

Stuck between what if’s

What if I would have said or done this and that

Would it be worth it to take it all back

In fact it’s best to leave it dormant because I’d rather not live with the torment

But I guess I rather be a monster instead