In the Monster’s eyes,
An innocent light can shine.
Evil is not always pure,
As looks make us believe.
Behind the most cracked stone heart,
Beats love and Kindness,
It is hidden by a facade,
Meant to frighten us.
True evil hides behind innocent eyes,
It’s nature deceptive and devious.
You must go beyond skin deep,
To grasp a persons true identity.
The most innocent face can hide it’s evil.
The most monstrous face can hide a savior.
Identity is not the skin we’re in,
But the person that lies beneath.
