The Pretense of Kindness

Chris said I was too kind, I guess I've got him fooled For if he peeked into my mind, and saw the kingdom I ruled, No Putin, no Ice Queen, no wicked witch of the west Could match up or compare to the misery I bred. Would he notice the sheep in lion's clothing, every creature a fake Impersonating sanity, for if they were true, too many hearts would break. Dishu said I made her happy, but how could that be, For I never extended an inch of shade, to the girl who rested under my tree. Her blisters and bruises, her tear stains I ignored, She held no worth you see, not a sign of brilliance she showed. Her pain, her regret, don't you think it's deserved? Had she been a little smarter, perhaps then some purpose she would have served. This kingdom is barren, the queen's an absolute bitch, She wears a false skin, every smile's a well placed stich. The sun only scorches, every other day there's a flood, We've got sandstorms that blind you, and rivers of blood. But you need not worry love, to you I'm harmless as can be, For you are my friend, my heart, my soul, In this pitiful kingdom, my only subject is me.