Doll Faced Vulture ·

little princess...
with no need for empathy
when we will gather at your feet
to give you anything you need,
and feel privileged just to have you hang around
so we can look you up and down
and wait for you to turn around
and maybe notice all the things we have inside,
things that you pretend to provide
to get yourself around in life.

so...
sorry to get in your way.
it seems that I forgot my place,
a means to your superficial ends.
here, let me scratch your back again, sweetie.

little princess...
how could I be any use?
might I assist with your abuse
and whatever else you choose?
good thing you're pretty
or else you'd be no good to me,
your fake concern is rather weak;
I hear an echo when you speak.
but it's ok...
manipulate me all you need,
for we are all your currency;
even your spite is flattering.

little doll faced vulture, circling round...
captivating as I lay on the ground,
waiting for you to come swooping down
to feast on my weakness and move on through the crowd.