Monster knows best.

isn't it cynical,
the title bestowed upon this theatrical,
but to some people,
it's deeper meaning shakes their core,
it's not always as told before,
that life is full of rose,
and the monsters you hide from,
are right under your nose.
monster knows best,
is different from the rest,
its being able to suppress,
whats clinging to your neck,
as it slowly takes your breath,
and all you can manage is a yelp
after all monster knows best.
let me tell you about this monster,
whose work was to banter,
took away my personna,
without a flutter,
leaving me to wonder,
my thoughts I ponder,
does monster really know best.
you know what monster did,
it made me think I was crazy,
it made me think I wasn't worth it,
manifested in all my relationships,
there wasn't one I could keep,
loosing sleep,
loosing grip,
of reality,
sinking deeper within,
in the endless pit
and when I said something,
what they replied with,
monster knows best.
monster knows best and am broken,
each night as I lay in bed,
bawling my eyes out red,
asking what is wrong with my head,
so sick of pretend,
that monster knows best,
and deep down you are messed,
stressed,
depressed,
just coz monster knows best.
though you try with all your might,
you cannot fight,
lest rage take a flight,
and you end up loosing your right,
far away you see a light,
maybe one day things will be alright,
one day you will ignite,
all this is for a while,
the monster and her file,
will no longer be in my mind,
I'll get some peace and quiet,
in this world or the next,
then and only then,
will I be truly free myself,
and they will see for themselves,
monster doesn't know best.