Gremlins in the Trees
Sneaky little things
They hide there waiting for you to appear
Haunt you they will
Fill you with fear
Hidden in the dark
Perched on Branches up high
Staring down at you
With those evil little eyes
Strange little creatures of fantasy
Not truly real
In the minds of the innocent
They make young children squeal
They are harmless you know
Its all in your head
Right before you close your eyes
As you lay in your bed
Back of your mind you still believe
They are in your frighten dreams
Etching away your concise though
Your ears ghosting the screams
Close all the doors
The windows too
Wrap yourself completely in blankets
That what I would do
