Monsters Poem by Maranda Kuhl

I guess you can say that I don't like people. The only reason I would agree with you is because I know how people are. I know how we act and I know what we are capable of. I don't like people because so many are corrupted because of their own ways, they are no longer human. They're monsters, monsters that roam the darkness. finding pray on the week and the ones who aren't strong enough to fight for themselves. There is no way to know way of knowing what the monsters look like, for they hide themselves so well.