I like cake, and I like candy.
Blades for cutting wrists are handy.
I like treats, and I like frosting.
No one knows what childhood’s costing.
I like balloons, and I like games.
Obligatory silence maims.
I like dolls, and I like tea-time;
And touching children is a crime.
I like toys, and I like cupcakes.
This world is full of frauds and fakes.
I like pink, and I like parties;
And rapists rape children with ease.
I like frills, and I like laces.
Shut the door and close the cases.
I like carousels. I like bows…
Scarred-wrists dressed in lolita clothes.
I like teddies and lullabies…
For they cover the shame-filled cries,
Of innocence’s homicide.
K. Aldaya, 1/20/16
Picture: By milk-rose on Tumblr; http://milk-rose.tumblr.com/post/21632099649