MOODY FACES
ME AND MY MONSTERS
White hair soft,
glasses on my nose.
i hold my paints tight,
in a room full of shadows.
Big monsters around me,
teeth sharp and eyes bright.
they stare and they growl,
but i don’t run, i just fight
With colors on my palette,
brushes in my hand.
they watch me paint,
and i understand.
We’re not so scary,
me and my crowd.
we just stay close,
a little bit loud.