Never mean. Never.

I will never treat you mean 
Never start no kind of scene 
I'll tell you every place and person that I've been 

Always a playground instructor, never a killer, 
Always a bridesmaid on the verge of fame or over, 
He maneuvered two girls in to his hotel room. 
One a friend, the other, the young one, a newer stranger 
Vaguely Mexican or Puerto Rican. 
Poor boys thighs and buttocks scarred by a father's belt, 
She's trying to rise. 
Story of her boyfriend, of teenage stoned death games, 
Handsome lad, dead in a car. 
Confusion. 
No connections. 
Come 'ere. 
I love you. 
Peace on earth. 
Will you die for me? 
Eat me. 
This way. 
The end