I'm the sea monster now, and I refuse to fall for bait from selfish beings.

You keep your disbelief so close to your mind so nobody thinks you’re crazy, because of how rare I am to find. You keep on keeping to yourself because that’s all you’ve ever known. Your whole life you’ve been lonely, but never alone. You close the ones out and push them far off the edge as if they are bait for me to catch, but do you remember I am the sea monster that hides deep and beneath in the dark seas so you can’t take advantage of your shot? I refuse to fall for bait from selfish beings. It’s not just you hunting me down; it’s a crowd of disgustingly pathetic clowns who don’t seem to have a life, but to pick on the unknown and the weak. I struggle not knowing who will leave my side, I have a fear that I’ll just be the one to hide, I have a weakness in my bones that doesn’t seem to leave and therefore I can’t seem to rise to the top. Why would I though, just for you to say you caught a great catch? I’m no fool and I’m smarter than you think, so quit trying to reel me in when you’re the one with the messed up fin. Even with my weakness, loneliness, and sadness, I am truly a beautiful mess that has a heart big enough to love anyone that needs it and that you will never be able to have, ever.