The Slender ManFrom an arched, slim backare black tendrils of smokeHe's far from humanNot a meme, not a jokeTaller than the moonlightThinner than a white lieHis limbs stretch for milesSo don't even tryYou can runYou can hide!Here comes Slender man!In the fog and woodlandHeed the Slender man!By the fading streetlightUnder the overhangsHe's just waitingBut don't say his nameOh...oh...oh...oh...A business man by lookA monster in any lightComing for believersBy day and nightHis arms are outspreadDespite your pained criesAnd the last thing you seeAre his unseen eyes![He has caught you.]Here comes Slender man!In the fog and woodlandHeed the Slender man!Just around the cornerHidden behind a doorHe's just waitingBut don't say his namePlease, don't say his nameDid you say his name?...You said his name![Slendy, Slendy, Slendy is coming.Slendy's coming, coming for you.]*repeat and fade out*
MaskedWaitingWatchingStaringHidingHearingSeeingScribblingSeizingOn my couchwaiting for youReturn to uswaiting no moreI'm borednothing's happeningI'm boredMaster is missingI'm boredI'm boredI'm bored[random hissing sounds]It's dark outsidebut that's fineyou can't see my faceanywayFirelightBurnt it downYou were notto be foundGrowing tiredSeizures comeI have this maskWe can't be done
what is freeI've gone pretty farbut now you can seethe deed is now doneI'm finally freethe mud caked on thickthe cold seeping inthe darkness is fineI finally gave inI used to see lifethe colors were brightthey gave me a reasonto survive each nightI'm not in a boxI'm not in a shedI'm in no ones heartI'm better off deadThe voices got loudsomehow I can't cryI shut them all downthere's no point to tryI give no answerno nod of my headno where to wanderI'll paint my floor redMy fragile mind snappedI fell in a heapI'll die in a boxand no one will weepyou can't change my mindwhy can't you all seeeven though I'm deadI'll never be free
untitled pile of crapsometimes, you make me wonderthings I've pushed awayand things I've tried to keepyou were the first one to knowwhat I wanted to sayBut I was so afraidI'm a coward, and I can be cruelyou know this, but you stayedyou didn't have to, and don't need toI made you afraid of what I'd doI'm so sorry, I made you this wayyou could have run away from memoved on, forgotten about meyou could have and should havesometimes, I wish you woulddon't you see that you can have much moreI don't know where I'd be without yousome days, I wish you'd just tell me to gobut most days, I'm glad you stayed aroundit'd be best for you, I know, to ignore medon't deny it, I'm a walking time bombcovered in scars and full of angeryou can do so much betterand I told you how I feltmy anger made me hideI made whatever we had tearI made a divide with those wordsfor once, I'm mad that I told the truththat's over and done with, I know that nowI still feel bad about it in all honestybut even now, I
Monologue : MonstersWe've all heard of them. Monsters, I mean. Sometimes under the bed or in the basement. Maybe in the attic or sometimes... in the closet. It's the closet ones that interest me the most. I've always wondered, what makes them so different?I mean, what makes the closet monsters so scary to us? Is it because... they're so different? Is it because they're in their own world, free to come out when they see fit? Is that why we hate them? Maybe they're as scared of us as we are of them...Okay... look. I know there are monsteres in the closet, but... but just because you're in the closet, that doesn't make you a monster......right?