Monsters Poem by Jorge Arturo Valles Anguiano

Monsters,
they do exist,
where?
In our hearts,
in our actions,
in our mind.

We look as normal people,
but there's a monster hid,
hid in everyones' heart.

This monster'll start eating you,
corrupting you,
killing you,
changing you
into a monster.

When you've the opportunity
to do something bad,
your monster'll control you,
and he'll make you bad things,
he'll make suffer people,
he'll start killing you.

We're all flowers,
we all look beautiful,
but in reality we're withered.