It's November now and that's strange.

The first of the month marks the first day of a new mindset.
That's an awful lie, though. And it'd also be a lie if I said it was for you.

The truth is, they're like monsters under the bed.
I close my eyes and I can feel they're presence.
It's enough to make my stomach turn and my skin crawl.
All I want is for them to go away, but they keep getting invited back.

The cold breeze is sharp and it keeps my mind on staying warm.
I'm so increbibly unbalanced.