The adventures of Kelsey the Klepto. |
Kelsey Kelsey was a klepto And couldn’t say no Taking treasures by the handful And wondering where to go Kelsey was a liar Saying what they want to hear Twisting the right phrases And whispering in their ear Kelsey was a dancer More graceful on the streets Turning tricks for cash To have enough to eat Kelsey was a smoker Sucking poison from the tips Coffee by the pitcher A smile on her lips Kelsey was a mother Her daughter three years old Lying in a hospital Her body almost cold Kelsey was a wreck Fingers in her hair Her makeup smearing When it got too much to bear Kelsey was a planner With every penny she earned Waiting in white rooms Hearing what the doctors learned Kelsey was a realist And back out on the street Because she made a promise That she would die to keep Kelsey was a dreamer Leaving high school at sixteen She had always known She was meant for better things Kelsey was famous Though not how she had hoped Instead it was in bars Where dirty men would grope Kelsey was a giver Had nothing but her name Selling all she had To the first person who came Kelsey was dying As she touched her daughters face Because the little girl was cold And would never leave this place Kelsey was a kid Who danced out in the rain Gun to her head So she wouldn’t feel the pain Kelsey was a mess With things she didn’t say Lying on the ground Waiting to fade away Kelsey was decisive As she pushed the barrel close Quickly pulled the trigger Thinking about what she loved the most. |