Obsessed

Kind of a song... Kind of a poem... Enjoy!

She was obsessed with darkness
She ran from the light
She'd rather sleep all day
And stay up at night

She liked horror stories
And dark tales of danger
If you open the blinds
She'd hiss with great anger

She loved darkness with a passion
Inside burned a great ember
Or was it just a small flame
She couldn't remember

She wore black from head to toe
It engulfed her whole body
She kept her secrets hidden
Wouldn't tell anybody

She was a chick that liked the dark
You see she was obsessed
She couldn't tell you why
Inside her head it was a mess

She wore a sly grin
Across her pale face
And when she walked through the night
She moved with such grace

This girl wasn't the norm
She was unlike any other
And the neighbors would say
I feel sorry for her mother

But what they didn't know
Was her mother was dead
You see this chick was quite crazy
Inside her little pretty head

She lived inside a manor
With the blinds drawn closed
Obsessed with the darkness
And crazy... I suppose

But to me she seemed
Like the perfect description
She wasn't on any drugs
No not any prescriptions

She just liked the dark
What's so wrong with that
Some say she was a vamp
But I never saw a bat

But those were just rumors
And yes she's obsessed
But as long as you don't speak
You're okay I guess...