A Kill for Kindness

It doesn't matter how hard I try
I put forth many acts of kindness
Yet it always seems to be a mess
So, what now, I apparently have to change
I fight that thought with each chance I get,
A heart wrapped in a barbed wire, soaked in a pain,
Yet each drop is pure with good intentions,
This means I am genuinely trying to be kind,
But you just don't notice that, do you?
I mean no harm, pain, torture, and any deeds you accuse,
Don't frame me, don't assume anything,
Because you are completely wrong, utterly wrong,
I thought I was right to try, you don't care, do you?
Should everything that is pure of me, wither away,
Obviously, you are oblivious, you don't notice,
Disect the heart, past the scars and through the middle,
There wasn't evil and malevolence, only kindness,
But you don't really believe it even when you see it,
Point your bullet at the bleeding target,
Even though the justice you insist is real, is fake,
I tried to be a decent being of this place,
I tried shouting the truth-Something you can't face
But hey, that doesn't matter at all, no, not to you, no, no
You just continue to run with a cloth draped over your eyes,
While you run, you carry a loaded gun,
Take down whomever decieves you,
Even though it was all meant to please you,
Blind man, you kill the kind, I know you're confused in your mind,
I could try to help, but that is too nice, now isn't it?
So I surrender at your point, fallen on my knees,
One last plea, will you hear me? No, no you won't listen
You think of it as for the best, you aim,
You thank yourself, you pull the trigger, and fired
Another kill for kindness