No monsters under my bed, the beast was in my sheets, on my pillow and in my head. Wild dreams wrapped in a white dress and a lack of self-respect. It was all going to end soon anyway. You can't go stopping through the world screaming that it owes you something. No one's going to listen, and the world don't play fair.
Swim with the sharks. Rugged and untaimed, we all know better. You can fuss, bitch and cut your wrists. Or swallow your pride and just fucking put up with it.