12 January 2013
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...
Obsessed • Opuss № I