I wrote this poem at my own leisure one day when I was thinking about growing up. I thought about how monsters used to be these scary creatures that would hide under our beds when we were younger, and how with time our “monsters” become our thoughts or the battles we come across in life. Ironically, our thoughts and experiences may even wind up being scarier than the creatures our imaginations used to come up with when we were younger. However, our thoughts, our experiences, our failures and our successes only help us grow. They make us stronger, wiser, and help shape who we are today. I hope you enjoy the poem Collegiettes, and feel free to have your own interpretation!
“There are monsters under the bed!”
She screamed as her mother came running in
They were tiny and furry
Her mother said not to worry
For one day she will win.
She’ll grow tall and strong,
She won’t have to wait long,
“But for now go to sleep” as she tucked her in.
“There are monsters under the bed”
She thought as she lay awake
With homework unfinished
Her patience diminished
And all she wished for was summer break.
The monsters were bigger
But as was she
So she’ll lie over and go to sleep.
She applies to college tomorrow
Ecstatic filled with sorrow
And her ex-boyfriend is no longer worth the weep.
“There are monsters under the bed”
She realized while her roommate softly snores,
Grown tough and strong
Even if school is going all wrong
Even after eighteen years or more
She thinks to herself as she fills the wineglass
One for her and one for the monster too
That she has won
After all she has done
Because she found the missing clue.
That the monsters won’t hurt her
Maybe only disturb her
But she’ll strut on now that she grew.
And with this thought she feels free
Her, monsters, and harmony.
That the truth after all this time and fuss,
Is that the monsters that we cannot change,
End up changing us.