BITTERSWEET.

Its like an addiction,
a feeling so bittersweet.
something that i cannot explain,
im accused insane.

i just need that one drip,
that depressed color wrapped in
anger and agony.
the red cloth sewn so white.
its something i need
just something thats taken over me.

its an emo state of mind.
but i take on the pain not so kind.
the look in my eye,
the tear on my cheek,
the red in my face,
the cringe in my teeth,
the sign saying another insision was made.

the real kelley was stolen,
and im the theaf.