As the hour grows closer and closer,
I grow more anxietous and anxietous.
With face covered with sweat,
I am about to turn into something, as people say, monsterous.
But for me, it's the most wonderful thing ever.
To take off the persona I am force to wear,
To run freely in the night's air.
That is only when the time comes...
DONG...DONG...DONG....DONG...
Like I was on a timer,
I feel the change.
I tremble with excitment!
As my hair grows,
As my teeth and nails sharpen,
As my senses hightens!
Too bad I can't stay like this for long,
Only lasting til the morning.
For I must wait for the next full moon.