Jeff looks back

*This fanfic song/poem is under my folder “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic/117842-my-character-designs-lt-33-3?start=315. This is about my AU of Jeff the Killer’s origin! Enjoy and Happy Spooky Season!*

I’ve always dreamed of finding solace with the monsters 

Of hiding away in haunted houses

Halloween was Heaven to me

And it was a chance to get away from the demons near me

Those that I was supposed to love

Those that looked like me

Those that said I shouldn’t dress up

Those that didn’t want me to be

It was more than a few words

All of it twisted me into something I didn’t recognize 

There were others out there who pretended to be my friends 

Those who promised me that they’d understand 

They gave me nothing but torment

They broke my skin and my spirit

Now I stalk the shadows with my knife

I thought it’d be fun to give a fright

But as I do this I feel nothing

I’m not who I used to be

I think they’ve killed all of me

I don’t know if I should be scared or happy

When I look back, what would younger me think of me?

Is he proud or will he not look at me?

It’s a strange feeling to know

That now I am the monster under my bed

I am the thing that gives dread