Last Night, I Scared the Boogieman

I wore a tiny hat knitted with threads of honesty, but not knowing what he had come to see… I scared the boogieman! Behind the creepy-crossed-eyes I couldn’t tell, he was a sheep or a wolf Yet to tell the whole truth, I had myself to blame Knowing That’s how he made his fame- Lame, but as much as I hate the game… I had to scare the boogieman He was the one who was set out to give me stress- A corporate bully, at his best who must’ve taken me for something less Trying to make me stray stealing my entire day While with a grin Made me a prisoner in my own skin. That’s why! I scared the boogieman.