The Monster In My Head

Silently hiding in the back of my head is where my monster lives. He's waiting there, anxious to criticize my writing. He is a monster that I can't get rid of. He looks like a troll with crazy eyes, which i am frightened by. Sometimes he is kind enough to sit back and not bother me for a while. This is his way that he helps me, leaving me to write what I think and make up my own ideas. When he tries to "criticize me" it prevents me from writing. His help is not wanted from me. He is a brain eating monster that I want out of my head.