i'm having a problem in Kellie's Stuff

I’m having a problem explaining it all
I wear my clothes tight or barely at all

I’m fond of the corset or just wear a shirt
and like it in black with a super short skirt

as far as for color it’s streaked in my hair
matters it not because you never look there

a vision of something a thing I am not
flesh bound in leather of a mind soon forgot

the essence of life is wrapped up in a lie
like a bird on the wind and a tear in an eye