Killing Through Kindness

She thinks of herself in a negative light
and frequently pleads for self abuse
her mind is a fractured window
that she won't let anyone repair
And when the suitors come to call
she kills them, kills them, kills them all

Her world view slithers on its belly
and her passions creep into her bed
she won't let it get to her anymore
the sounds of love making from overhead
And when the suitors come to call
she kills them, kills them, kills them all

She believes in love some days
in its lies she finds a soothing drug
but her world binds her down
and smothers her with false kindness
So that when the suitors come to call
she's killed them, killed them, killed them all

Her life is locked in a box of tin
bolted to the inside back wall of her safe
she only has one rusting key
that dangles fearfully from round her neck
So that when the suitors come to call
she's killed them, killed them, killed them all

Her room is filled with stuffed bears,
button eyed white bellied faux friend
She frequently smiles out of emerald eyes
her sweetness there, buried inside
So that they wouldn't know when they call
that she loved them, loved them, loved them all.