Monster

Peter Yearwood

I will take your dreams

Turn them into nightmares

Take your body your soul

I am in control

You can shoot me you can snoot me

I will never die

Instead, I will make your family cry

You know who I am

You invited me to your party

To hang out with your friends 

You thought it was funny

Look at you now: 

You look and smell like you want to be left alone

No money, no love, no home

I am your friend, your  family, your lover

Your problem solver

You will embrace my euphoria 

All the way to the crematoria 

You used me, you abused me

That's all good 

Now you are gone 

I will still be here to carry on

I am...your monster