"Quite Contrary"

For some reason, the nursery ryhme popped into my head.. and.. built from there. Bleck.
"Quite Contrary"
mary mary
quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
blood in your eyes
this hate you despise
is the only thing you know.
mary mary
quite contrary
how tall do your flowers stand?
blood in your eyes
this hate you despise
is the fear coming back again?
mary mary
quite contrary
how does your life unfold?
blood in your eyes
this hate you despise
are there secrets left untold?
mary mary
quite contrary
tell me where the raindrops go
blood in your eyes
this hate you despise
is the only thing you know
mary mary
quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
do you cling to the things
life's stabs and stings
that you knew long ago?
would you burn out your eyes
to kill the hate you despise
tell me,
how does your garden grow?
and will it be alright,
can you sleep at night,
knowing the secrets that you know?
mary mary
quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
with empty wells, a thousand hells,
and shards of glass to throw?
mary mary
quite contrary
is that hatred in your eyes?
run little girl
escape this world
and the pain that you despise.
for everything we know,
every ideal we hold,
all the truths we're told,
when we're told where to go
could be less
could be more
could be worse
could hurt more
than a lie.